No Solution

You critisize all that we create
Your life’s are filled
With prejudice and hate
We search for tomorrow
For you there’s only yeasterday
You’re enforcing your sorrow
Of a time only you relate to Innocent — the old feel the shame
For all time — the young’s to blame
You’re laughing at us You’re hiding in your institution
What’s worth fighting reality
When there’s no solution
No solution
No solution
What will it take to make you see
Than the majority of people are just like me Carry on your crusade
Go ahead — plead high treason
But be assured
You’re living in hatred without reason
Innocent — the old feel the shame
For all time — the young’s to blame