I am not washed-up

I should believe I am but I do not

I still read all their ungraded hatemail

Fourteen long years of school

And all I learned was to fail



Well I am not proud

To rot with that crowd

'Cause I am stronger



I was born in a force-ten gale

It takes more than hot air to blow the wind out of my sails

And my eyesight's poor 

But I am the future:

HEAR ME ROAR



And get ready to talk hard

Know this: your head is not empty

So talk hard

Sha-la-la-la

You can do anything you feel



'Toilet-trained and dumb'

Once we can talk we learn by rote, "We are scum:

"We come from nothing?

"That's what we deserve"

Classrooms crowded with robots

We are Goebbel's children



But we're not down yet

Don't let them forget

That we are stronger



You are born

'Til the day you die, you are alive

So while you've got the time

At least try to justify yourself

The buck stops with you and no-one else, yeah



And get ready to talk hard

Know this: your head is not empty

So talk hard

Sha-la-la-la

You can do anything you feel

Anything you feel, yeah

Anything you feel



Talk hard talk hard talk hard talk talk hard.