Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,   The red flag waving never meant the same   The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,   When they live in the sins of yesterday      Well I’ve never seen us act like this,   Our only hope is the minds of kids,   And they’ll show us a thing or two      Our only weapons are the guns of youth,   It’s only time before they tighten the noose,   And then the hunt will be on for you      The red flag waving never meant the same…   Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,   The red flag waving never meant the same   The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,   When they live in the sins of yesterday      Like the smallest bee packs a sting,   Like a pawn checkmates a king,   We’ll attack at the crack of dawn      Build a ladder if there’s a wall,   Don’t be afraid to slip and fall,   Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you      The red flag waving never meant the same…      Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,   The red flag waving never meant the same   The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,   When they live in the sins of yesterday      Like a fire, don’t need water   Like a jury, needs a liar   Like riot, don’t need order   Like a madman, needs a martyr      We don’t need them!      Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,   The red flag waving never meant the same   The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,   When they live in the sins of yesterday      We don’t need them!