Song | Rape Of The Young |
Artist | Utopia |
Album | Oops! Wrong Planet |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rundgren | |
Hey mister exxon | |
Won't you have pity | |
Won't you have pity on the guiltless ones | |
Hey mister chrysler | |
Won't you think about it | |
Won't you think about it? judgment day has begun | |
What will become of tomorrow's children | |
Who gives a damn for tomorrow's children | |
Pay no mind, you just keep on takin' | |
Keep on takin' 'til there's nothing at all | |
Sit on your hands and don't say nothin' | |
Cover your eyes, you won't see nothin' | |
Cry for the innocent sent to war | |
(don't tell a soul) | |
Shed a tear for the one's waiting at the door | |
(they'll never know) | |
It's the last generation of a world gone blind | |
(you better watch your tongue) | |
It's the violation of the unborn child | |
It's the rape of the young | |
Hey mister general | |
Can't you find something | |
Can't you find something else to do for a buck | |
Hey mister president | |
Nobody listens | |
Nobody listens 'til we've run out of luck | |
Nobody cares for unborn troubles | |
Why should you care, it's too much trouble | |
You got yours so it just don't bug ya | |
It just don't bug ya 'cause you won't be around |
zuo ci : Rundgren | |
Hey mister exxon | |
Won' t you have pity | |
Won' t you have pity on the guiltless ones | |
Hey mister chrysler | |
Won' t you think about it | |
Won' t you think about it? judgment day has begun | |
What will become of tomorrow' s children | |
Who gives a damn for tomorrow' s children | |
Pay no mind, you just keep on takin' | |
Keep on takin' ' til there' s nothing at all | |
Sit on your hands and don' t say nothin' | |
Cover your eyes, you won' t see nothin' | |
Cry for the innocent sent to war | |
don' t tell a soul | |
Shed a tear for the one' s waiting at the door | |
they' ll never know | |
It' s the last generation of a world gone blind | |
you better watch your tongue | |
It' s the violation of the unborn child | |
It' s the rape of the young | |
Hey mister general | |
Can' t you find something | |
Can' t you find something else to do for a buck | |
Hey mister president | |
Nobody listens | |
Nobody listens ' til we' ve run out of luck | |
Nobody cares for unborn troubles | |
Why should you care, it' s too much trouble | |
You got yours so it just don' t bug ya | |
It just don' t bug ya ' cause you won' t be around |
zuò cí : Rundgren | |
Hey mister exxon | |
Won' t you have pity | |
Won' t you have pity on the guiltless ones | |
Hey mister chrysler | |
Won' t you think about it | |
Won' t you think about it? judgment day has begun | |
What will become of tomorrow' s children | |
Who gives a damn for tomorrow' s children | |
Pay no mind, you just keep on takin' | |
Keep on takin' ' til there' s nothing at all | |
Sit on your hands and don' t say nothin' | |
Cover your eyes, you won' t see nothin' | |
Cry for the innocent sent to war | |
don' t tell a soul | |
Shed a tear for the one' s waiting at the door | |
they' ll never know | |
It' s the last generation of a world gone blind | |
you better watch your tongue | |
It' s the violation of the unborn child | |
It' s the rape of the young | |
Hey mister general | |
Can' t you find something | |
Can' t you find something else to do for a buck | |
Hey mister president | |
Nobody listens | |
Nobody listens ' til we' ve run out of luck | |
Nobody cares for unborn troubles | |
Why should you care, it' s too much trouble | |
You got yours so it just don' t bug ya | |
It just don' t bug ya ' cause you won' t be around |