歌词
Don't worry, ma'am, your child's gonna be just fine
Nothing more than a bruise and a scratch
But you know that happens all the time
Just like he's got a fault to find
He can't take it in his stride
He can't navigate his way through
And that's little more than a chink in the armour
Maybe he could be a mini-Hurricane Carter
Will he withstand yet more tribulations than his own father?
Nowadays hearts are rigid, symptom of the world weary
The more information that their eyes get to see
The more they get bleary
Our children will inherit all this and they'll say it's not fair
What we gotta deal with, don't forget
That it's your burden that we bear
And this magnificent constant systematic disrepair
Is uh, one trait every single generation can share
The oldies can keep their fond memories of the good old days
But at the core of it, well, maybe nothing's changed
These times have gotten pretty dark but the sky didn't fall in
Least that's where we're at now, hope a little luck calls him
Oblivious to his resilience, let alone ceiling
He knows as well as anyone he is one in five billion
For your offspring's health, it's worth all those tears
But I really think you can let go of that fear
I remember the good old days
No doubt you was a bigger place
It's a complicated rat race
It was simpler in my day
Yes, burdens vary and it's wise to be wary
Keep your perspective
Simple pleasures aren't for sale
Now the future seems fine, things so bright that it is blinding
It can seem your destiny so tight that it is binding
But put these new eyes in, kid, and see the road unwinding
Take the time to take the sights in
Yo, there's nothing to be frightened of
'Cause night will follow day again, life is still the main event
Explain it, educate ya, well, it's mostly what you make of it
You're a first-world resident, you're startin' way ahead of them
Now, you could rival Edison or invent a new medicine
Some parts of the past are fashionable, irrational
We focus on the contrast, less attention to the actual
The what is right in front of us
It's not like there's no facts at all
One thing that this generation has never seen, and that's a war
They're clamping down for sure, yo
But it's still your stamping ground
Don't let 'em say it's all been done
There's still all that's not been found
Dance doesn't end just because they play the champion sound
And there's bound to be a way to blaze a trail up in this fancy town
Ideas are hand-me-downs and the memories get faded
So watch for the naysayers often raining on paraders
It may not be brave but it sure is new, same they gave us
So dazzle them as a way of repayin' the favour
I remember the good old days
No doubt you was a bigger place
It's a complicated rat race
It was simpler in my day
Yes, burdens vary and it's wise to be wary
Keep your perspective
Simple pleasures aren't for sale