take your first look around
and see the world you’re coming into
ah have a good cry
i sympathize with you
ah forever gone is your serenity
for the fleeing fawn
there’s no sacred tree
they’ll try to make
hypocrisy of your heredity
so choose your views
most carefully
the future’s hope is on
what you turn out to be
child of our times
child of our times
product of our society
what will you grow up to respect
tell me what will you
grow up to protect
in your burning turning mind
you are your own worst enemy
every minute you’re alive
you’re that much closer to death
so try to make the most of
each precious breath
ah don’t wave banners
you don’t believe parasite
you’ll have to discover
your own wrong and right
just color your perspectives
black and white
they’ll label you weird
but that’s all right
they’ll thank you in the end
after they’ve seen the light
child of our times
child of our times
product of our society
what will you grow up to respect
tell me what will you
grow up to protect
in your burning turning mind
you are your own worst enemy
ah the heroes of the past
were all good guys
but the leaders of the next war
no one will memorize
only the orphan child
will sound the cries
of a mistake that could
never be rectified
i’m telling you now
’cause you can stop it if you try
child of our times
child of our times
product of our society
what will you grow up to respect
tell me what will you
grow up to protect
in your burning turning mind
you are your own worst enemy
child of our times
Artist: Barry Mcguire
Year: 1965
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 137