Lyrics:
and don't grow weary
You never let me down
I walk and do not faint
Come on how many believe that we are the chosen generation
Come on are you chosen
You
I see flowers wither
By cloudy smoke
Then they are falling
It's not any joke
It feels hotter and
Is longer just than
I'm not a boy
I'm a grown up man
our children (ooooooo)
Father's we need you (mmmmmm)
Can you feel me?
[Chorus:]
It takes a whole nation
To help me raise this generation
When
The future generation
Will take me by the hand
To the common in my home ground
This is the story of the band
Wet weekends and New Year parties
You
Who s next x marks the generation vexed and perplexed aftereffects of experiments Instructed by the text a trick
Who s next x marks the generation
Why does everybody seem to have such a big old motherfucking problem with Generation Y
What'd we do that's so bad to make you all so mad and think we
You're able to describe internal conflict in a way that some people might not be able to Verbalise
Or choose not to verbalise
And then by doing that,
This is my generation!
I want a revolution!
This is my generation!
I'm gonna make it!
This is time. It's not over yet. Can you see that?
There is no
never get home again
But I'll carry the songs I learned when we were kids
I'll carry the scars of generations gone by
I'll pray for you always,
We are the generation of the young flesh
We are the generation of the young flesh
We like to have sex on Friday night
And forget it by Monday
We are
So won't you establish
By the power of your spirit
The work of our hands
So our children's children
In ten generations
They'll still be singing
Oh
Wake up, still drunk
Don't lie, A1
Take some, face numb
Generation of sedation
Break up, make up
Still fight, laced up
Take some, face numb
We don't need much distractions
To silence a whole generation
Egotrapped herd raised to be served
Spoiled by the world on demand
Surrendered
population?
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
I grew and I bent
Don't you know, don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter
My my my my my my
Generation (generation, generation)
We tried
18, I'd have a job,
19, I'd fall in love,
Figured out, he's not the one,
Fixed my heart at 21.
25 thought I'd be engaged by now,
But I'm still
Kingdom dwellers
We are washed by the Blood Blood
Sanctified by His Word Blood
Kingdom dwellers
Kingdom dwellers
Generation red generation red
Generation
Como gira
El reloj no para
Dale pa'lla
Dale pa'lla
Porque si no te activa
Te veo feo pa la foto
El cristal está roto
Y Hoy te digo no es cualidad
Mi
We can do it if we try
Let war and hate just pass us by
We can do it if we try
Right now! Ah ha ha
My generation
God help the children
My generation
we'd keep it off the record
But we couldn't keep our facts straight
So faded by these rounds per minute
While we keep skippin' with this
Bad break
Bad
of dreaming
Mothers trapped by onerous greed
Fathers stripped, emotion steed
we fight cause' we really don't see
Generations
The taste of ancestral tears
My generation’s old and we don’t think much of the young
Bunch of fragile snowflakes who all seem lazy or just dumb
But one day I was surfing when
what's this sitting in my lap
Why it's the Next Generation.
And do you know what comes from the best love in the world you could possibly
ever have,
population?
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
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