In this faltering nation
  The future belongs
  To the children in school
  There's something wrong
  Sixth grader on crack
  Handgun overflowing in his hands
  Now he is just further demand
  We search for the source
  And still that child is left watching
  Inhumanity, bloodshed
  As the tele-violence feeds his head
  [Chorus]
  Only if he knew
  The consequence of greed
  A contious state of mind
  T.V. is not reality
  Never a victim the role model said
  Bang bang, the bad guy is dead
  Always a rockstar on eMpty T.V.
  The lesson complete
  Now the child has needs
  Of competition they bleed
  Oh beautiful for bills of green
  Nevermind spacious skies overhead
  Bleed the earth and butter your bread
  [Repead Chorus]
  Chils turns on T.V.
  What dose he see?
  Nature of man, dishonesty
  That child grows old
  Story be told
  As he sits behind bars
  And his soul grows cold