Youth of America
(Birdbrain)

Whisper to a scream (Birdsfly) Spä¯

Say a prayer for the youth of America,
God bless our youth America.
And I can't stand this anymore,
All the dead kids lyin on your door
And you don't hear a word they're tellin ya.

You're all dead.
You're all dead,
You've been wasted.

Don't believe a thing they're selling ya.
They got a carrot on a stick in front of ya.
Take it back from a hurting child,
You know they can't even use it now
And it was yours in the first place anyway.

You're all dead.
You're all dead,
You've been wasted.
You're all dead.
You're all dead, Wasted.

Say a prayer for the youth of America,
Say a prayer for the youth of America,
Say a prayer for the youth of America,
Say a prayer for the youth of America.

Whisper to a scream (Birdsfly) Spä¯