Some of them come now
Some of them running
Some of them looking for fun
Some of them 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 trust their instincts
That something's missing from the show

Some don't fit society
Insides are crying low
Some of them teachers squash 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 gotta 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
In a world open
Peering, the children see
Rapid fire for your mind
The "truth" is just a lie
They rub me the wrong way
Then say their way or fall behind
Seven subjects disconnect
Left out the concept as to
Why there's a spiritual emptiness
So them youth can get vexed
Skip class and get wrecked
Filled with beer and cigarettes
To fill the hole in their chest!

Got the freedom to choose
Better make the right move
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 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 gotta 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"