A Bitter Taste

He left everything and came when you needed some Hands to build a new world Sucked to the bones daddy was left alone When the job was completed It will come to you like a fist in the face Sweat scorn blood and tears It's all flooding back all in one wave All in one... We're the second generation now comes the third With nothing to gain and nothing to lose they're gonna make it burn Say you're sorry feel ashamed now it's your turn To lose at your game they just gonna make it Gonna make it burn... What is past is dead an gone (you said) But it leaves a bitter taste when nobody cares The pie's just too small And you don't wanna share Get ready for the fall don't just fake your fear Expect something greater Than simply despair It'll all be bigger We're the second generation now comes the third With nothing to gain and nothing to lose they're gonna make it burn Say you're sorry feel ashamed now it's your turn To lose at your game they just gonna make it Gonna make it burn... Burn the bridges Burn the flags They're burning buses to be in the mags Burning anything Burning cars They're burnt for nothing if it's not on prime time