When we take our bored and embittered youth And presweeten them with their breakfast food Should we grind 'em down like a rotten tooth When these additives lead to attitude ?
'cuz the kids hate power pop But they need that sugar shock
So we praise the meat, And we curse the bread And we're on our knees Like the good book said Then it's no surprise When they lose their heads And we find ourselves Strangled in our beds
'cuz the kids hate power pop But they need that sugar shock
The kids of today Well, they're losin' their faith . . . .
(can you handle Birthday candles ?
Cradle, schoolbus Playground, first crush
High school, prom date Paychecks, roomates
Wedding flowers Baby showers
Mortgage, pension Did i mention ? Someone is there at the door . . . .)
