He days that I lived Pursuing my dreams Are far in the past, but I move on Thinking that I have a job left to do I might as well call this my dream too Think about what we can leave behind Think about the next generation all the new innocent lives So will we just teach hypocrisy And cruelty, why not give 'em hope wrapped up in lies Sweet as honey So just one last time I'll shout out along with my spit covered punk tonight In 63' Dylan said to us "The answer is blowing in the wind" I gathered some wind What I found inside Was radiation, P.M2.5 Tonight One last time tonight One last time tonight One last time tonight