Lured by our love of heat We, young men, came to your door And kicked our boots in fuss 'Till we could kick no more "I bleed boys", you smiled soft And we all swaggered off We howled loud and smashed towns In place of any loss These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember Our knock-kneed fears of age Show themselves in spite We may be young and clean Our fists are clenched so tight Not so loud are our songs that you might not hear us come We howled low and plot thick, deception on our tongues. These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember These are the people that you must remember