Blank Generation

They say we been going down and going down
Been traveling on the road to nowhere
Going down, round and round
Trying to get to the place where we started

When I was just a boy at four years old thought the world was joy
As a kid I’d play, just create the day as I saw it my way

But time blows by
And strips us to the bone poisoned wind of woe
Teach us that we’re alone in this world
We learned to see all the corruption and greed
All its hate, all its pain, so a toast to the end of our innocence
A toast to our blank generation

They say we been going down, been going down
Been traveling on the road to nowhere
Going down, round and round
Trying to get to the place where we started

When I was seventeen realizing the world wasn’t what she seemed
Underneath the night SanFrancisco sky
I would see, too clearly

But time blows by
And strips us to the bone poisoned wind of woe
Teach us that we’re alone in this world
We learned to take all the corruption and greed
All its hate, all its pain, so a toast to the end of our innocence
A toast to our blank generation

So here’s to collagen lips and saline tits
To growth hormones and antibiotics
To the Hollywood world we made out of Barbie-doll hearts
After we melted them down so we could make our new start
Here’s to a generation scared and always wondering why
Instead of playing doctor,we play shoot each other and die
Instead of ring around the
Rosie, we play hide from Mommy
‘Cause Mommy’s been drinking again and we don’t want to get beat
Even with all our tattoos, and all our cheap thrills there’s still a hole inside of us that may not ever get filled
So we give back a little bit of what the world’s given us
Giving back a bit of never giving a fuck

Here’s to the justice never dealt, to innocent, proven guilty
Here’s to bad cops turning cheeks when real cops are on the street
Here’s to the rat-tat-n-tat and your life is shattered
Here’s to “Gimme me your cash or your brains is gettin’ splattered”
Here’s to mad cow disease and all that yummy MSG
Here’s to Mickey d’s serving all those mutant chick-a-dees

This is a toast to celebrate the end of our innocence
This is a toast to celebrate how…
We’ve become desensitized
If life is to grow
Some life must die

We learned to take all the corruption and greed
All its hate, all its pain, so a toast to the end of our innocence
our generation

We now embrace all the corruption and greed, all its hate, all its pain, so
A toast to the end of our innocence
Our blank generation
Our blank generation

Lyrics: Rob Flynn
Music: Machine Head

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