Minutes they fade into hours and days
And weeks into months on the Callendar page
The clock ticks the way for a new generation of slaves

Youth must decay per the rules of engagement
While innocence waits for her final arraignment
When what we deserve is far less than we've earned
The bridges we burn

Let the rats run amuck without conscience and such
They don't give a **** when they're down on their luck
They beg and they plead but they don't want what they need
Consumed by their greed

Minutes they fade into hours and days
And weeks into months on the callendar page
The clock ticks the way for a new generation of
Slaves!

Gypsy woman...
You rock!!
Now give me your tears gypsy and we will go :)
Sorry... Borat refference :)