LYRIC



Hope you know cpr
Cause Im passed out on the car
A generation smashed our stride
And we don’t know who we are

We can sort our selves out
We can sort our selves out

Sooner than now

Talk a little trash
If you think that is best
Everybody needs a spark
To give our heads a rest
Together

We must sort our shit out
We must sort our shit out
Sooner than now

Take things as they come my dear
The rules change but every year
Old conventions, New directions
We don’t have to be the things that we do not want to be

Oooooo

Freedom is a currency the
Hamster wheel, tiring
Loses lead to victories
We don’t have to live the life, of which our elders expected us to lead.

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