No matter
how they taunt you,
you mustn't blame the young
For being very beautiful
and having so much fun
They dance around in discotheques,
they sing salacious songs
They prance about on playing fields
With next to nothing on
They don't see the
hidden dangers
That keep the old indoors
They all want to be famous
Though they don't know what for
They do not fear the sting of life
For they're yet to be stung
So don't blame the
young
Teachers don't give them
too much homework
And parents don't give
them a hard time
Cause soon they'll be stressing
about their own work
And dreaming of the lives
and loves they left behind
So even though they flaunted,
please don't blame the young
For seeming quite undaunted
by the shape of things to come
They're wedded to their mobiles,
you can't turn the damn thing on
But don't blame Le on
Teachers, don't give them
too much homework
Oh, parents, don't give them,
don't give them a hard time
Cause soon they'll be
stressing about their
And dreaming of the lives
and loves they left behind
So even when they tell you,
you just don't know what it's like
To be this young and virile,
this firm and full of life
Resist the overwhelming urge
to punch them in the face
Screaming, I would give you every penny
I have ever made to take your place
Cause you know that
they won't listen,
the young never do
They will live forever,
they will never be like you
And with advances in genetics,
who are we to say they're wrong?
No, don't blame the young
You can pity them
But don't blame
the young