Tastes Like Child Labor (unmastered)
Ever since I was a boy of fourteen years old / they told me to take Prozac I f I wanna do well / and you got to learn your math child if you wanna be sold / so stay the hell away from art boy / do just what you’re told / do just what you’re told // no, we, won’t let go / of our dreams and our hopes / no serviettes, no placemats / no kids to war just for gas / no kids for gas // thank you I’ll think for myself now that I know how to read / cause when I hit my puberty I learned just how to bleed / and when my mom and dad divorced I was no longer me / tragedy is our chance for action bread from pain / action bred from pain // no, we, won’t let go / of our dreams and our hopes / no Endust no Windex / no kids to war just for gas / no kids for gas // it’s a child’s world, it’s our world / it’s our world and we want it back // CHORUS
