Tell the kids today, I’m not afraid   I got a hand full of dust   And a mouth full of pain      Want out…   We all want out   We all want out      Made some bad mistakes   Those are the breaks   I got a patriot high   With some symbolic quakes   Can’t see the sun spots, through the domestic haze   Can’t hide the makeup, cause you never can see, never can breathe      Replace the name on your designer jeans with a flame   Income taxes for the youth   Intellect is all we know   And I believe this time that it’s an uphill climb   You have to hold on tight   The weight’s too heavy now