They try to change our ways,
tell us what to do.
They are the ones who fill our gas tanks
because they know where the money trees grow.
We may hate them at times but we know,
they only do it because they love us so.
Even though its not always what we ant to do,
we have to do was they say.
They're parents and they're in charge.
But one day we will be out on our own.
And we will storm this crazy world of ours,
with banners high and blazing fury.
This world will be ours sooner or later,
you can count on it because we are the future
and here we come