Written by Kim Buchanan
Old man you wear your anger, on your sleeve.
And you got your child beggin' for mercy on his knees
No heart at all.
Scared, broken and helpless, they’re trapped behind these screens.
Now you can blame it on finances or how you were kept down today.
You better look into that mirror,
or your child’s the price you'll have to pay
You've convinced yourself you're righteous
that’s flowing through your veins?
Is there any way to stop this societal malaise?
You see, now the child is older, and those tables they have turned.
Will he do unto others just the way that he has learned?
Michael - Violin
Jubal - percussion
A 2911 Productions, Not Your Mama's Folk Records
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Revised: January 24, 2012 11:10 AM Eastern Standard Time.