Young faces full of promise
Your fate is bittersweet
The future's in your hands
The mess is at your feet
The answers to your questions
Unlimited supply
My only question is
Where do your questions hide
Six billion mouths to feed
You'll have to give them all
The bitter and the sweet
Digital generation
Your faith is bittersweet
Almighty high-speed net
Bill Gates writes your new creed
Two hundred gigs of memories
A crash has deleted
You thank your lucky stars
They're backed up in your head