Matisyahu Lyrics
"Youth [Video]"
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Some of them come now
Some of them are running
Some of them are looking for fun
Some of them are looking for a way out of confusion
Some of them don't know what to be
Some of them don't know where to go
Some of them just got instincts that something's missing from the show
Some don't fit society
Insides are crying low
Some of them teachers quash the flame before it had a chance to grow
Some of them embers do glow
Them charcoal, hushed and low
Some of them come with the hunger suppressed, not fed
Them feel a death blow
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table and make your demand
Take a stand
Fan a fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
Better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table and make your demand
You better make the right move
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Storm the halls of vanity
Focus your energy
Into a laser beam
Streaming shattered light
Unites to pierce between the seams
And it seems
The world open peering
The children see
Rapid fire for your mind
Half the truth is just a lie
They rub me the wrong way
They say their way or fall behind
Seventeen disconnect left out
The concept as to why
There's a spiritual emptiness
So the youth them get vexed
Skip class and get wrecked
Feel with music and cigarettes
To fill the hole in their chest!
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
Take a stand
Fan the fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
You better make the right move
You got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
You got the freedom to choose
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
Take a stand
Fan the fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
You better make the right move
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Some of them are running
Some of them are looking for fun
Some of them are looking for a way out of confusion
Some of them don't know what to be
Some of them don't know where to go
Some of them just got instincts that something's missing from the show
Some don't fit society
Insides are crying low
Some of them teachers quash the flame before it had a chance to grow
Some of them embers do glow
Them charcoal, hushed and low
Some of them come with the hunger suppressed, not fed
Them feel a death blow
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table and make your demand
Take a stand
Fan a fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
Better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table and make your demand
You better make the right move
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Storm the halls of vanity
Focus your energy
Into a laser beam
Streaming shattered light
Unites to pierce between the seams
And it seems
The world open peering
The children see
Rapid fire for your mind
Half the truth is just a lie
They rub me the wrong way
They say their way or fall behind
Seventeen disconnect left out
The concept as to why
There's a spiritual emptiness
So the youth them get vexed
Skip class and get wrecked
Feel with music and cigarettes
To fill the hole in their chest!
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
Take a stand
Fan the fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
You better make the right move
You got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
You got the freedom to choose
Young man, control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
Take a stand
Fan the fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move
Young man, the power's in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
You better make the right move
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world
Youth is the engine of the world