This is a song to those who are born after us
What you will have to go through I think is obvious
Sometimes I get so god damned wild
when I look into the eyes of a child

I see from us what this child will learn
we teach them a system that I know will burn
but we continue on tell them all is fine
as we keep on taking ignore the signs

Chorus;

how can we consume more than we produce
the equasions' impossible this is a simple truth
well lately my head's been in a perfect storm
I just woke up in a system that I know is wrong

Wake up my sisters... la la la la la la
Wake up my brothers.... la la la la la la          x2
la la la la la la  x2

Our sense of entitlement is now fixed in our heads
and we think it's so smart to defecate in our own beds
but we all know nothing is for free
to poison those after us will be our legacy

As our affluent effluent flows into our seas
comes back to us full circle in the form of disease
and Che' tried to warn us but he's no longer here
we killed him because he tried to teach us to share

Chorus;

Instrumental. Harmonica

This is a song to those who are born after us
I apologies for leaving things in such a mess
sometimes you must get so god damned wild
when you look into the eyes... of a child.