DESCRIPTION:
This is an original song, made by yours truly. I wrote this song on October 18, 2013, about the frustrations with today's youth as felt by DFGHulk and myself. This song is an amalgamation of our experiences with today's youth and our downright pessimistic outlook for the future.

There are seven parts:
1.Bass Guitar
2.Acoustic Guitar 1
3.Acoustic Guitar 2
4.Percussion (Drums + Tambourine)
5.Keyboard 1
6.Keyboard 2
7.Vocals (not shown in this video)

The original lyrics are as follows:

Oh! The madness never slows!
Oh! When we don't look, it grows!
Why, oh, why does this happen?
Why, just why? It seems nobody knows.

I only wanted to learn at my high school,
but, like any day, life's too damn cruel.
I try to do my work, but no one shuts their mouths;
they yell and scream and sag their pants, like a bunch of brain-dead fools.

Oh! The madness never slows!
Oh! When we don't look, it grows!
Why, oh, why does this happen?
Why, just why? It seems nobody knows.

I tried to ride my bus, one Monday after school,
but, like any day, life's too damn cruel.
Someone shrieked for way too long, and then the condoms flew.
I got so upset and so cross, it took a day for it all to lose its fuel.

What has this generation become to be so uncouth?
As far as I'm concerned, we're all such wasted youth.
Whatever deductions can be made don't need a master sleuth
to see that, in our bad future, we're all such wasted youth.

I edited the lyrics a little bit as I was creating sheet music for it. Here it is now:

Oh! The madness never slows!
Oh! When we don't look, it grows!
Why, oh, why does this happen?
Why, just why? It seems nobody knows.

I only wanted to learn at my school,
But, like any day, life's too damn cruel.
I tried to do my work, but no one shut their mouths;
They just yell and scream and sag their pants, like brain-dead fools.

Oh! The madness never slows!
Oh! When we don't look, it grows!
Why, oh, why does this happen?
Why, just why? It seems nobody knows.

I tried to ride my bus one day after school,
But, like any day, life's too damn cruel.
Someone yelled for too long, then condoms flew.
I got so upset, I was mad for a day or two.

What has this generation become to be so uncouth?
As far as I am concerned, we're all such wasted youth.
Whatever deductions can be made don't need a master sleuth
To see that, in our bad future, we're all such wasted youth.

(I apologize in advance for the poor video quality, although the audio is excellent.)

This song (c) 2013 by Gil Martinez. All Rights Reserved. Even though I claim ownership of this work, I will allow everyone to use it for free.

Made on MTV Music Generator (Music 2000).

Genre: Post-punk, progressive rock, punk rock