The future teaches you to be alone  The present to be afraid and cold  So if I can shoot rabbits  Then I can shoot fascists    Bullets for your brain today  But we'll forget it all again  Monuments put from pen to paper  Turns me into a gutless wonder    And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  Will be next  Will be next  Will be next    Gravity keeps my head down  Or is it maybe shame  At being so young   And being so vain    Holes in your head today  But I'm a pacifist  I've walked las ramblas  But not with real intent    And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  Will be next  Will be next  Will be next  Will be next    And on the street tonight an old man plays  With newspaper cuttings of his glory days    And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  And if you tolerate thisThen your children will be next    And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  And if you tolerate this  Then your children will be next  Will be next  Will be next  Will be next    And on the street tonight an old man plays  With newspaper cuttings of his glory days