What Is Truth

The old man turned off the radio
 Said, "Where did all of the old songs go
 Kids sure play funny music these days
 They play it in the strangest ways"
 Said, "it looks to me like they've all gone wild
 It was peaceful back when I was a child"
 Well, man, could it be that the girls and boys
 Are trying to be heard above your noise?
 And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"
 A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
 Looks up and says, "Daddy, what is war?"
 "Son, that's when people fight and die"
 The little boy of three says "Daddy, why?"
 A young man of seventeen in Sunday school
 Being taught the golden rule
 And by the time another year has gone around
 It may be his turn to lay his life down
 Can you blame the voice of youth for asking
 "What is truth?"
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 A young man sittin' on the witness stand
 The man with the book says "Raise your hand"
 "Repeat after me, I solemnly swear"
 The man looked down at his long hair
 And although the young man solemnly swore
 Nobody seems to hear anymore
 And it didn't really matter if the truth was there
 It was the cut of his clothes and the length of his hair
 And the lonely voice of youth cries
 "What is truth?"
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 The young girl dancing to the latest beat
 Has found new ways to move her feet
 The young man speaking in the city square
 Is trying to tell somebody that he cares
 Yeah, the ones that you're calling wild
 Are going to be the leaders in a little while
 This old world's wakin' to a new born day
 And I solemnly swear that it'll be their way
 You better help the voice of youth find
 "What is truth?"
 And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"