Too Young to Go

There's a twist in the way
Each word rolls from its mouth
Each soul would face it
Reads us frozen in its light
Little twists in the way
Each word rolls from its mouth
And soon they all will know
That the barricade won't move
From the mist that surrounds quiet towns
Come the footsteps of a stranger
Soothes the ears of the heated and the lonely
As I sing, everybody
The winter winds blow cold
Mother cries, "They're too young to go"
And soon they all will know
That the barricades won't move
They'll say, "They're never taking us alive"
"We're onto the team"
"Do you think our kids are safe?"
"They'll teach us things they'll never know about"
So criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
What a concept, oh
So typical, typical, typical, yeah
That they might not fight back
So criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
What a concept, oh
So typical, so typical, yeah

Teach them well or they get blown away

In the end, it's revealed
Twisted words help to steal
Long-lasting comfort gave you hope
And took them both away
Though it seemed our world becomes drenched in blood, and for what?
Soon they all will know that the barricade won't move
They'll say, "They're never taking us alive"
"We're onto the team"
"Do you think our kids are safe?"
"They'll teach them things we'll never know about"
So criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
What a concept, oh
So typical, typical, typical, yeah
That they might not fight back
So criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
What a concept, oh
So typical, so typical, yeah

Teach them well or they get blown away
Yeah, yeah yeah

And I sing, everybody
The winter winds blow cold
I sing, everybody
The winter winds blow
Soon they all will know
That the barricades won't move, woah