Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire
  You would inherit the pain of today
  
  World of tomorrow, they call it a cage
  Lacking an entrance or exit they say
  I know for all that you will understand
  I had to lead you onto you own way
  
  It's really senseless to believe
  A loser you were born
  Oh little child, dry your eyes
  
  Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire
  You would inherit the pain so they say
  
  It's really senseless to believe
  A loser you were born
  Oh little child, dry your eyes
  
  It's really senseless to believe
  A loser you were born
  Oh little child, dry your eyes