1 Children are the symbols of old men Hatred is what they're learning Swallow all the prescriptions Idiots makin' decisions But it hurts me to say Hate to say it's too late Hurts me to say It's far too late 2 People, cut the squirmin' Judgment, the fuel's now burning Vengeance, a possessing position Freedom, ritual as religion But it hurts me to say Hate to say it's too late Yeah, it hurts me to say It's far too late 3 Questions, with no given answers Excuses, spinnin' like tiny dancers Action, into the big time star Normal, no one cares who you are But it hurts me to say Hate to say it's too late God, it hurts me to say Hate to say it's far too late.............. It's too late Far too late Hurts to say It's far too late
