Sweet Child of Mine

Square your shoulders, stand up brave and fight

You lay swaddled in my arms, new and sweet

I can only hope I will raise you right

The playground bully shows off his might

Dear child, don't run and cower in defeat

Square your shoulders, stand up brave and fight

The broody goth hands you a fag to light

Peer pressure reins, your resolve besieged

I can only hope I raised you right 

A man makes a move in the dead of night

Don't silence yourself, I've heard you shriek

Square your shoulders, stand up brave and fight

 

Morally grey issues, schisms and strife

Caught between the labourers and the elite

I can only hope I raised you right

Death, the last enemy defeated, in sight

Hope is the last entity unleashed

Square your shoulders, stand up brave and fight 

I can only hope I raised you right