I was born in nineteen sixty two I was still a baby during Vietnam As I grew older I began to realize There’s never going to be a calm
Never thought that my eyes would Witness a day like Nine One One There’s never going to be peace Until all the Humans are Gone
I remember when I was young There was an echo of a future so bright But we can’t even get along with ourselves And that future is as dark as night
Once America was strong and men Were men with their masculinity Now they’re wearing dresses and mascara And cry if we don’t identify their insanity
As I pray to God with tears in my eyes And my heart filled with sorrow I’m also grateful that I’ll die and I won’t Have to live in the World Of Tomorrow