Hard Times

Clappin' our hands when we're out on a weekend
 Stompin' our feet with the people we believe in
 Dogs howling at the moon, holding out for pain
 Waitin' for the day they leave their towns and make their names
 Ain't no remedy to recommend
 Hard times, in the hearts of young men
 Speaking our minds but nobody cares
 You know some people got it so good it just ain't fair
 No money in our pockets so you know we had to make a move
 Aww we live tough we die tough but it ain't our life to choose
 Cuz after all we cross and avert them
 Hard times in the hearts of young men
 In the hearts of young men
 The president ain't got our cause
 He's selling souls and breaking laws
 And telling lies for the applause
 Well ain't no future for our kind
 And these are hard times
 Me and my kids got a gift for the man
 With our souls on fire and our hearts in our hands
 A fist in a face of any mouth that will tell us no
 Ain't to time left for faking you know we gotta go, go, go
 Before there's no flag left here to defend
 Hard times in the hearts of young men