Survival

Babies nowadays

Grow up too fast

They don't even have the right tools for survival

Oh, baby

You're growing up too fast

You don't even have the right tools for survival

Different things for different men

You've got to see one man's hell

To find heaven

You got to walk on water

You got to walk on air

You've got to fill your balloon

With what you think is fair

Survival, Survival

Survival, Survival, Survival, yeah

Fantastic visions

In my head

I've got worn out shoes because my feet are made of lead

I've got wings to fly

But I spend my time

Looking for the reason behind the rhyme

The air is hot

And hard to breathe

The subway shakes the pavement

And the earth beneath my feet

Until the sun comes

It's too noisy to sleep

Go down neon

And find some relief

Survival, Survival

Oh, yeah, Survival, Survival

Babies nowadays

Grow up too fast

They don't even have the right tools for survival

Oh, baby

You're growing up too fast

You don't even have the right tools for survival

Different things for different men

You've got to see one man's hell

To find heaven

You got to walk on water

You got to walk on air

You've got to fill your balloon

With what you think is fair

Survival, Survival

Survival, Survival, Survival