You old dogs wishing you were young Tryng to re-register that gun You old dogs wishing you were young Trying to kick back those years You're stuck in the past Those old fighting days Can't accept any other ways Young people will never understand Says the crazed insomniac man In your sleep did someone die Or did they forget to tell you, you will fry You old dogs... Why are you conforming us? Why are you conditioning us? Can't you see that what you're doing Hasn't worked for years... sh** crap Why do you enforce this sh**? Why do you take it? Why are you... Jesus sent us, we're on a mission from God Mary wouldn't have done it and neither would Joan But Hitler and Kennedy and Hawke, they would They s** you till you were bone And why, to sever their precious egos To make the overpopulation dire So tell me why are you... We're not going to take your sh**