God what a mess on the ladder of success

Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung

Dreams unfulfilled graduate unskilled

It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

The daughters and the sons

Clean your baby womb trash that baby boom

Elvis in the ground there'll ain't no beer tonight

Income tax deduction what a hell of a function

It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

The daughters and the sons

Unwillingness to claim us ya got no word

War

To name us

The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest

And visit their graves on holidays at best

The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please

If it's any consolation I don't begin to understand them

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

Wait on the sons of no one bastards of young

The daughters and the sons

Young take it it's yours