The future teaches you to be alone

The present to be afraid and cold

So if I can shoot rabbits

Then I can shoot fascists



Bullets for your brain today

But we'll forget it all again

Monuments put from pen to paper

Turns me into a gutless wonder



And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

Will be next

Will be next

Will be next



Gravity keeps my head down

Or is it maybe shame

At being so young 

And being so vain



Holes in your head today

But I'm a pacifist

I've walked las ramblas

But not with real intent



And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

Will be next

Will be next

Will be next

Will be next



And on the street tonight an old man plays

With newspaper cuttings of his glory days



And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

And if you tolerate thisThen your children will be next



And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this

Then your children will be next

Will be next

Will be next

Will be next



And on the street tonight an old man plays

With newspaper cuttings of his glory days