Young, Wild, and Me
Let’s hear some praise
For the young, wild, and free,
Those who can, those who can’t,
Scream loud “Just wanna be me”.
Full of love, full of hate.
All they want is a change
In the world that they see,
In the world they rearrange.
With beauty in their thoughts
But destruction in their fists.
Forget all about the old,
Bring back new worlds with a twist.
Here we are, calling out
“Prejudice should never win”.
Yet we’re met with disdain
And our patience’s wearing thin.
Who are you, to tell us,
Who we must hate or not love
With excuses of the past
And threats of what’s up above.
So again, let’s hear some praise
For the young, wild, tough, and free
For we fight to survive
With no safety guarantee.