Sick Of It All - Violent Generation Lyrics
Hard times, is what we're inand it ain't getting any easier my friendsfriends, search for the easy way outand they don't care how it comes aboutyouth, they just wanna get paidthey don't wanna end up working like slavesslavin', for nickels and dimesso they turn to the quick money of crimeMorals are gone, no respect for human lifebut what was it that you'd expecttake a look around at this world we live intell me you wouldn't grow up cold and callousprejudice, is one of their toolsand we fell for it like a pack of foolsfools, is what we arewe follow their plans to the letter so fareach other, at the other's throatthey sit back, to them it's all a jokejoke, but now the joke is on themthey can't deal with this generation so violentWe stand accused of the crimesthe crimes that take placethey point the fingerbut they're the ones that set the pacethey beat you down, to try to keep you in your placethey were the ones, they were the onesthey were the ones that taught me to hate
