Sense time mi amore
Every society throughout history has been playing by the problem of teenagers
Played talk back, disobey their parents
Torment their teachers and loiter on street corners in tax
Was seeming lately nothing to do
But there's a mission here and a fucking order to score some grass
Pop some uppers or some downers
Juvies, bennys, rats
Drinking until they pass out
Not like the respectable boys and girls like their parents before them
Chase each other's tails at all night, peckers in the park
No, these are the party kids, the bad apples
The ones you wouldn't want your son or daughter to know
Let alone become
You see them on the sidewalks
In every time or city in this great land
Ten handling, selling methane, failing to control their dogs
As they attack in a subfamily cabs out in a leash for long
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There's more and more fam each day
Police chief and Mayors have thrown up their hands on what to do
With a mushrooming hoards of a throw away kids
Our President says, "Church is the answer or a ton of duty to make a dog sound of our armed forces"
Defending freedom from enemies and tear world wide
But in the meantime
Todays loafers and delinquents
Continue to be tomorrows drain a society order and beauty
Unless a solution can be found
Somewhere deep down in what's left to our hearts
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I need a nurse, kill a party to society on their back
It's a city starving, it's a production line
Shift the line
Break down brain watchin' invisible kids
Don't see them or acknowledge them
Or else they can't
During negligence fast
Bruise knee, scratch and thorns, dirty fingernails
Grease, empty yard
Plus dollar song
Americans we want past, present, future
Keep your wives from using shirt's on
Child begging, be taking at the crowd
Stop! What you gonna do about the mourning and black
You can't fight back what you have in your back
Just like in a cop, features, black, white, black
Don't put it on the camp, far, yo
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Joy choose all human wreackage