IRC-Galleria

Billy Talent - Red Flag

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow donÂ’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Well IÂ’ve never seen us act like this,
Our only hope is the minds of kids,
And theyÂ’ll show us a thing or two

Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
ItÂ’s only time before they tighten the noose,
And then the hunt will be on for you

The red flag waving never meant the sameÂ…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow donÂ’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like the smallest bee packs a sting,
Like a pawn checkmates a king,
WeÂ’ll attack at the crack of dawn

Build a ladder if thereÂ’s a wall,
DonÂ’t be afraid to slip and fall,
Speak for yourself, or theyÂ’ll speak for you

The red flag waving never meant the sameÂ…

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow donÂ’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like a fire, donÂ’t need water
Like a jury, needs a liar
Like riot, donÂ’t need order
Like a madman, needs a martyr

We donÂ’t need them!

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow donÂ’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

We donÂ’t need them!