Hey you cuckoo!
See you`re in the paper late today, accused of something,
and your lips are closed to all of those who know she`s missing.
Talk abounds she won`t be found alive and that`s a pity.
I read about all of these crimes. When will it end?
Carry me through tomorrow, guide me along the way.
I`m tired of the insane running things,
and I won`t stop tryin` for change.
Seems the town`s ablaze and TV`s live to show it`s burning.
All the while, the smiling juvenile is seeking mercy.
I see these crimes all of the time. When will it end?
Carry me through tomorrow, guide me along the way.
I`m tired of the insane running things,
and I won`t stop tryin` for change.
We legislate and educate trying to find
a way to fix the broken dream.
Carry me through tomorrow, guide me along the way.
If this is the youth of tomorrow,
I`m running the other way.
Carry me through tomorrow, guide me along the way.
I`m tired of the insane running things,
and I won`t stop tryin` for change.