Who do you know? Who do you trust? Who keeps you sane? Who cleans off the dust? Who's got you down, thinking the best roads lead out of town? Who saves the day? Who stands to make corrections? Bound to get burned at every other turn But the future's free No rolling back We all want the best Want our own fashioned worlds Behaves like gasoline All this 21st-century blood In this round we're in And it's hard to imagine Deliver us for now From this 21st-century blood