Lyrics:

Youth culture killed my dog
And I don't think it's fair
And his suicide can be justified
By the taste makers, how they cried and cried
Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs
Never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the night lights and my dog's life aren't exactly one and the same
Youth culture killed my dog
And I don't think it's fair
And the judgment made in the city of hate
Just broke his spirit so
Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs
Never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the hiphop and the white funk just blew away my puppy's mind
I don't understand what you did to my dog
Youth culture killed my dog
And I don't think it's fair
And his suicide can be justified
By the taste makers, how they cried and cried