"This Generation"
Words and Music by Just A Hobby
Appears on Idle
This generation ran to the light.
With such conviction that they were right.
They sought the power. They sought the fame.
How long will we bear the shame?
This generation, in the name of God
Has killed the people to till the sod.
With their diseases and with their guns.
Our heritage had just begun.
The red man was pressed from this part of the west.
It's not likely he'll ever return
To the banks of Red River where seldom, if ever
Hs flickering campfire still burns.
This isn't your land. This isn't mine.
This bloody nation is so defined
By our so-called freedoms and our so-called rights
That they stole in an unfair fight.
© 1998 Just A Song
