Text: Vicious Rumors. Children.

Children, finish what we started
They may only live in the world we give them
Oh, children, will they be brokenhearted?
They may never know what they're missing

We gotta take it easy, we gotta take it slow
We gotta leave 'em something
Somewhere to go

All the children are the heirs
(Children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care
(Will they even care)
Or will they do what we did?

Children, staring at the ocean
They just want to play in the water, but it's black
We gotta take it easy, we gotta take it slow
We gotta leave 'em something
Somewhere to go

All the children are the heirs
(Children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care
(Will they even care)
Or will they do what we did?

We are all the victims of our heavy hands
Who will make the children understand, yeah?
Make 'em understand

Children are the heirs
(Children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care
(Will they even care)
Or will they do what we did?

Children
They are the ones who'll pay in the long run
Brokenhearted, finish what we started
Oh, children, all our children, oh