歌词
I found a picture of my mother
In her bell-bottom jeans
Flowers in her hair,
And two fingers up for peace
In that Polaroid she smiled,
A grown up baby boomer
Maybe Mama walked down the wild side
Walkin' on the moon
And what will they say about us?
Well, I've heard stories about my grandpa,
Child of The
Great Depression
How growin' up broke
Creates a deep and dark impression
He sits in a rocker down at the veterans' home
Even when
I go to visit
He's still rockin' all alone
And what will they say about us?
They'll call us
Generation
Lost Or Generation
Greed Or the
Connected
Generation,
To a plasma screen
Or a Generation
Why Enough is not enough
Or maybe they'll call us
Generation
Love Generation
Love We are children of divorce
And victims of dysfunction
We spell check of course
And GPS the proper junction
We've gotten pretty good at
Shifting all the blame
But I think
I hear an old song
Calling my new name
Generation
Love Not Generation
Lost Or Generation
Greed Or the
Connected
Generation
To a plasma screen
Or a Generation
Why Enough is not enough
Or maybe they'll call us
Generation
Love Oh, Generation
Love And when they open up our time capsule
A hundred years from now
Maybe they'll look inside and see we figured out
How to live with less and give ourselves a way! (Or maybe they'll call us)
Just maybe they'll call us
Generation
Love, yeah, yeah, yeah
We are a brand new generation of love (Generation Love)
We are a brand new generation of love
Oh oh oh ohh (oh oh oh ohh)
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