When? (Bad Religion)

I've seen a lot of things in five years. I struggle just to hold back the tears. But everyfuckingwhere I go, I see the pathos that I know Will spell the termination of us all. Someone's got to tell me, do you see That everything around you has a hidden tragedy? Seeds of happiness have never Found a place to grow, And our generation doesn't know. When, when will you try To change the logarithmic face of kissing things goodbye? When, when will you know That human life is so short and death is oh so slow? I've tried to make things make sense but I can't. I'm happy just to watch them all and laugh. And if you think you've got it made, Just revel in your selfish ways, 'Cuz when the world stops turning so will you! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.