Generation Zero
GENERATION ZERO
We are the generation zero, born without a hero.
Waiting, waiting for it to happen, caught without a weapon.
To you I turn in my hour of need, part of the same creed.
Our leaders fail us and fill their pockets, building nuclear rockets.
What can we do but run from this zoo?
Generation zero, generation zero, caught against the trap of a material world.
March and unite in a display of being bold
Generation zero, generation zero, throw away teenagers burnt in the fire,
as their parents choke in their children’s funeral pyre.
Watch and learn, be by my side, we can swallow our foolish pride.
Into the war we venture, unafraid to fall.
If the devil dogs get us, join me and be my evenfall.
England cries as her folk party and trip,
On make believe happiness, the Devil’s whip.
This is the fire of President Blair’s treachery,
an experiment of hypocrisy.
Soon no one will be left, except me and you.
Can we be strong and come out true?
Generation zero, generation zero, caught against the trap of a material world.
March and unite in a display of being bold.
Generation zero, generation zero, throw away teenagers burnt in the fire,
as their parents choke in their children’s funeral pyre.
The system has failed us and has now broken our backs;
now the enemy follows in our tracks
to hunt us down and take our lives in a frenzy of death.
Stand with me and fight to the last, become my heroine of the earth.
Together in slow motion we fall,
fallen souls against it all.
Generation zero, generation zero, generation zero…
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