Make Room, Make Room

Take out the weak
And leave in the young
Lithe and limber, they will never fall
On their toes in a world on its heels
Let's make room
Make room for the future

Advantages we will never have
Disadvantages we'll burn down
Along with every other bridge in the way
From the nursery to the school hall
From there on out, it's to the cubicles for you
There's nothing else to do
But make room, make room, make room

The patterns of this gray sky
The grim skyline that always repeats with every mile
It seems so familiar when you're on the other side
Of the world
Have we lost all forms of originality?
All we can rely on now is just some fickle pretty words
Because no one cares
They just make room, make room

Let's fight firearms with firearms
It's not like we're doing any harm
No one cares
We're all going to die one day anyway
The fate of the world may be in our hands
But the strings of society are in our fingertips
So, let's make room, make room