Hard Times

Clappin' our hands when we're out on a weekendStompin' our feet with the people we believe inDogs howling at the moon, holding out for painWaitin' for the day they leave their towns and make their namesAin't no remedy to recommendHard times, in the hearts of young menSpeaking our minds but nobody caresYou know some people got it so good it just ain't fairNo money in our pockets so you know we had to make a moveAww we live tough we die tough but it ain't our life to chooseCuz after all we cross and avert themHard times in the hearts of young menIn the hearts of young menThe president ain't got our causeHe's selling souls and breaking lawsAnd telling lies for the applauseWell ain't no future for our kindAnd these are hard timesMe and my kids got a gift for the manWith our souls on fire and our hearts in our handsA fist in a face of any mouth that will tell us noAin't to time left for faking you know we gotta go, go, goBefore there's no flag left here to defendHard times in the hearts of young men