Young Man

People say with age there comes experience But as soon as you are born you start to die Older men are chosen to speak wisely But call the child to the sacrificial rite Who can we get to win the fight? Young man! Who can we get to make love all night? Young man! Who do we send away to die? Young man! I heard a lonely woman cry for a Young man! The fire bombs in distant lands are burning Jarring every synapse in your soul Life and death are a meaningless profession Tomorrow brings a horror yet untold Who can we get to win the fight? Young man! Who can we get to make love all night? Young man! Who do we send away to die? Young man! I heard a lonely woman cry for a Young man! Young man! Young man! Come home my son We'll give you a rest Welcome my son We'll give you the best Time's stowaway The young man Short are the days Of the young man Young man! Young man!