Please clean your plate, dear The Lord above can see ya Don't you know people are starving in Korea? Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles Kindergarten people They use 'em, the need 'em The over indulgent machines were their children There wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em 'Cause they look just like humans at kresges and wool worths But decadent brains were at work to destroy Brats in battalions were ruling the streets Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies Militant mothers hiding in their basement Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs While mothers' lib burns birth certificate papers Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours But she owns a maserati that's a gift from his father Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies © EZRA MUSIC INC; SONY/ATV SONGS LLC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com