作曲 : Billy Talent Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Well I’ve never seen us act like this, Our only hope is the minds of kids, And they’ll show us a thing or two Our only weapons are the guns of youth, It’s only time before they tighten the noose, And then the hunt will be on for you The red flag waving never meant the same… The red flag waving never meant the same… Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Like the smallest bee packs a sting, Like a pawn checkmates a king, We’ll attack at the crack of dawn Build a ladder if there’s a wall, Don’t be afraid to slip and fall, Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you The red flag waving never meant the same… The red flag waving never meant the same… Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Like a fire, don’t need water Like a jury, needs a liar Like riot, don’t need order Like a madman, needs a martyr We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don’t need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them! We don’t need them!