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!