We live in the era of purpose. We live in the era of youth.
When the wise man's mind's worthless, I'm just a poor boy beggin' for truth.
We live in the era of purpose. We live in the era of youth.
When the wise man's mind's worthless, I'm just a poor boy beggin' for truth.
So, baby, you say that we're free. Oh, come on.
You've taken what you wanted from me. Ah, ah, ah.
You've kept me down on my knees for so long.
A victim of your broken beliefs. Ah, ah, ah.
Now there's a crack in the surface. The darkest deep and true.
We live in the land of the many. We live in the grip of the few.
There's a poor girl cryin' for justice. There's a rich man playin' the fool.
All the wise men long for purpose. And the wrong just look into you.
So, baby, you say that we're free. Oh, come on.
You've taken what you wanted from me. Ah, ah, ah.
You've kept me down on my knees for so long.
A victim of your broken beliefs. Ah, ah, ah.
Come on, come on, come on, you got it. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, you got it. Come on, come on, come on, we want it.
We don't live in the air of purpose. We live in the air of youth.
The wise man's warning is worthless. I'm just a poor boy begging for truth.
We don't live in the air of purpose. We live in the air of youth.
The wise man's warning is worthless. I'm just a poor boy begging for truth.
Hang on in!
Come on, come on, come on, you've got it!
Come on, come on, come on, you've got it!
Come on, come on, come on, you've got it!
Come on, come on...
