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My Generation, Part 2
From Songs for the Daily Planet

Did you know that there are people who put us down for
no other reason than the simple fact that we get around?
My generation, part two, verse three, chapter four,
Jackson Five, Nikki Sixx.

Well my old man says the Woodstock generation
Found a way to make this nation
Open up it's eyes and take a look around
And he says my generation
Ain't good for nothin'
I can think of something so I thought I'd jot it down

So here's to hair gel,
Hangin' out at the health spa
Using condom sense
And watchin' L.A. Law
Here's to drum machines, stonewashed jeans,
Credit cards and fax machines
Big bow headed chicks and frat guys
Wearin' forty dollar tie-dye t-shirts
And big bold paisley ties
Here's to livin' off Dad as long as you can
And blendin' in with the crowd
Oh my generation
My generation
My generation should be proud (so proud)

We were raised up in the hallowed halls
Half a million shopping malls
And there ain't any price that we're too proud to pay
We'll buy anything from Diet Sprite
To one thousand points of light
Well I admit we're not that bright but I'm proud anyway

So here's to hair gel,
Hangin' out at the health spa
Using condom sense
And watchin' Arsenio Hall
Here's to drum machines, stonewashed jeans,
Credit cards and fax machines
Big bow headed chicks and frat guys
Wearin' forty dollar tie-dye t-shirts
And big bold paisley ties
Here's to livin' off Dad as long as you can
And blendin' in with the crowd
Oh my generation
My generation
My generation
God I hope I die before I get old
My generation
My generation
My generation
Strike a pose, there's nothin' to it
My generation
My generation
My generation should be proud.