Ancient kingdoms had passed away
And empires laid in the past
Destiny is what you can say
From the first day to the last
Something wrong in the dusty air
What is coming you never know
Nobody will be happy there
With sad feeling we're near of
Civilization crackdown
Shabby memories of your soul
You are old, you are ill and lame
Generation of Rock and Roll
Troglodytes of the backward days
Senseless streaking, a world of screens
Silly barking, Hip Hop and Rap
Time when books are in rubbish bins
And continues nightmare at
Civilization crackdown
Twentieth century bloody flag
Still with us even nowadays
Politicians who cook bad luck
Surreptitiously on the way
Greed and swagger and idle talk
And impunity is the law
On the ashes of Roll and Rock
All around is ready for
Civilization crackdown
