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My generation
My generation
My generation
My generation
(The city's all wrapped up!)
I saw the best minds of my generation running on empty
Super-glued to the TV
Dreaming of prosperity
Talking incessantly, saying nothing
Sleepin' on platforms at train stations
Sipping chemical cocktails
Alive to the universe, dead to the world
Hallucinating delusions of media reality in Camden Town
Desperate in the pursuit of cool!
He's in a suit; she's in a straight jacket
7-11 nightmares at 3AM
Lay low... and the moon is quite holey!
Watch all the bridges collide!
And I think we might have to lay low for a while
I saw the best minds of my generation caught up in the virtual reality of living
Memorizing pin numbers & secret codes
Swaying robotically to non-existant rhythms
Flashing memberships to club "So Exclusive, Nobody Belongs"
Scared shitless
Witless
Clueless
Useless
Tight-lipped
Tight-fisted
Tight-assed
Half-assed (Lay low)
Ass-lickin'
Coke-sniffin'
Money-grabbin'
Ego-jabbin'
(Lay low)
Ass-lickin'
Coke-sniffin'
Money-grabbin'
Ego-jabbin'
Lay low... and the moon is quite holey!
(Sniveling, groveling, moaning, groaning)
(Sniveling, groveling, moaning, groaning)
(Sniveling, groveling, sniveling, groveling, sniveling, groveling, sniveling, groveling)
Watch all the bridges collide!
And I think we might have to lay low for a while
(Why, why, why, why!)
The city's all wrapped up in plastic, like an electronic cocoon
If you lay in the street, you can hear it humming
Building up slowly from underground
If you close your eyes you can observe the blueprint
The man-made DNA that spirals breathlessly out of control