Žodžiai dainai: Casualties (The). Underground Army. No Room For The Youth.

you dredge to work, put on your boots
your boss says you're a mess today
sometimes you feel like a rat in a cage
working so hard for minimum wage

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no room for the youth
cause the youth don't care
no room for the youth
no room for the youth

you're disappointed with what's around
your feelings and views start to drown
fed up with us, fed up with you
fed up with nothing else to do

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[1st verse]
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