The Winds Of Change

The generation that invented the bomb
Turned on its youth, told them they were wrong
"you are the vanguard of our moral decline"
The generation that stopped Vietnam
Have voted in Reagen as their ideal man
But Nicaragua will survive
And if you fight and run away, you'll live to fight another day
And if you live another day, you must learn to fight another way

Chorus:
Smiling through the pain, your eyes can't hide
That look of mild disdain, yeah where anger used to rise
Smiling through the strain, you've been sucked dry
By worrying about your age and believing media lies
The winds of change, they blow our way
The winds of change, you either snap or bend and sway

If this is living, you've got to be mad
If this is living, then living is sad
If this is living, then I don't wanna live here

America the home of the brave, the "me" generation lost in space
Looking for a New World to patronise
United Kingdom the fifty-first state
We're not their backyard we're their garden gate
Forever, forever swinging to the right
And if you fight and run away, you'll live to fight another day
And if live another day, you must learn to, fight another way

Chorus:
Smiling through the pain, your eyes can't hide
That look of mild disdain, yeah where anger used to rise
Smiling through the strain, you've been sucked dry
By worrying about your age and believing media lies
The winds of change, they blow our way
The winds of change, you either snap or bend and sway

If this is living, you've got to be mad
If this is living, then living is sad
If this is living, then I don't wanna live here

Chorus:
Smiling through the pain, your eyes can't hide
That look of mild disdain, yeah where anger used to rise
Smiling through the strain, you've been sucked dry
By worrying about your age and believing media lies
The winds of change, they blow our way
The winds of change, you either snap or bend and sway

If this is living, you've got to be mad
If this is living, then living is sad
If this is living, then I don't wanna live here

The winds of, the winds of
The winds of change, you either snap or bend and sway
If this living, if this is living, if this is living
I don't wanna live here

(Copyright DREWETT 1988 Published by PRESENT TIME LTD)