Desperate Times

Let me tell you something
All the kids I know say there’s no one
Who will deal with the problems that are closing in around them
They turn on the radio, it’s some regurgitated pop
Or some thirty-year-old love song that was written for their parents
Don’t come singing bout her hair by the window
Or her eyes in the moonlight or her kisses in the morning
I don’t need another song about the ocean of your love for a sweater
That you gave to your boyfriend
These
These are desperate times
Pay attention, look up and read the signs
Believe
These are desperate times
All the big boys say that all the best music
Was written 20 years ago in their generation
Well, we’ve had another 20 years of devastation on the planet
Made real by a nation being lulled into submission
Shut Up
I don’t care about the dress that she wore
When she walked through the forest on a cool summer evening
I’ve had it up to here with all these feel-good ditties
About how life would be much better if we ignored all the problems
These
These are desperate times
Pay attention, look up and read the signs
Believe
These are desperate times
All around the world the guns are being cocked
And they’re pointed at the others caught staring at our table
Well sing up Americans cause the time may be running out
Before the picture gets flipped and we’re all looking down the barrel
These
These are desperate times
Pay attention, look up and read the signs
Believe
These are desperate times