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VERSE 1
When we started this venture,
Assured ourselves we'd never come to harm.
We allowed ourselves the wildest dreams,
Born of drink and fair fortune.
CHORUS
Moms and Pops, To Arms!
We're locking horns, we're locking horns.
From the woodwork, we will slip your grip,
Who's smiling now? Who's smiling now?
VERSE 2
We're the neighbors and the folks down the road,
The man brewing in his basement,
Without means for any dirty tricks,
Kept afloat by way of merit.
CHORUS
Moms and Pops, To Arms!
We're locking horns, we're locking horns.
From the woodwork, we will slip your grip,
Who's smiling now? Who's smiling now?
BRIDGE
And they'll try the same old shit,
We can't help but suffer it,
It comes with the territory.
And it goes without saying,
We're just hoping and praying,
It ends up a happy story.
And so it goes...
CHORUS
Moms and Pops, To Arms!
We're locking horns, we're locking horns.
From the woodwork, we will slip your grip,
Who's smiling now? Who's smiling now?!
Moms and Pops, To Arms!
We're locking horns, we're locking horns!
From the woodwork, we will slip your grip!
Who's smiling now?! Who's smiling now?!?!
Who's smiling now?
Who's smiling now?
Who's smiling now?
Who's smiling now!?
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VERSE 1:
They came running with their pitchforks,
To the deputy they ran.
Too many times he'd missed conviction,
But this time he'd get his man.
Out rage trumps protocol,
Leaving good men blind.
Pursuing only answers,
Towards the murderous deadline...
CHORUS:
Oh wasted youth is on our hands!
Open your hearts to understand,
Remember the human cost,
In the wake of this paradise lost...
VERSE 2:
Well they sat em' in the court room,
And three now faced the blame.
Black shirts and devil music,
To corroborate their claim.
And fifteen years gone down the road,
Saving graces at your door,
How dare you call them godless,
And continue to ignore...
CHORUS:
Oh wasted youth is on our hands!
Open your hearts to understand,
Remember the human cost,
In the wake of this paradise lost...
[BREAKDOWN]
BRIDGE:
Have we learned, have we learned nothing?
Cry for the blood that stands to spill.
Have we no, have we learned nothing?
Out from the heart of these Robin Hood Hills!
Have we no, no, no, no, have we learned nothing?
Can you swallow this bitterest pill?
Have we no...
CHORUS:
Oh wasted youth is on our hands!
Open your hearts to understand,
Remember the human cost,
In the wake of this paradise lost...
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VERSE 1
Johnny was a racecar driver,
Johnny was a train conductor,
But Mrs. Halloway didn't like that one bit.
Johnny is a class disruptor,
Johnny has a deficit disorder,
Yeah, well the Doctor says that seems to fit...
CHORUS
In a world where De-institutionalization
Makes a market for the homemade asylums,
Every problem has a simple solution,
When growing up amounts to sedation.
VERSE 2
Johnny's a little older now,
He's got a little perspective now,
Got a huge chip on his shoulder top,
Teacher says "Johnny Listen!",
Doctor says "Johnny Listen!",
Momma says "Johnny Listen!", but Johnny says "Fuck Off!"
(in a world where...)
CHORUS
In a world where De-institutionalization
Makes a market for the homemade asylums,
Every problem has a simple solution,
When growing up amounts to sedation.
<bridge>
If it's not broke, don't fix it!
If it's not broke, don't fix it!
If it's not broke, don't fix it!
If it's not broke, don't fix it!
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