| ----though i'd die to know you love me...i'm all alone. isn't someone missing me? And if i bleed, i bleed knowing you don't care. And if i sleep and wake without you there, isn't something missing?----
My generation.
(The city's all wrapped up.)
I saw the best minds of my generation,
Running on empty, superglued to the TV,
Dreaming of prosperity, talking incessantly,
Saying nothing.
Sleeping on platforms at train stations,
Sipping chemical cocktails.
Alive to the universe,
Dead to the world.
Hallucinating delusions of media reality in Camden Town,
Desperate in the persuit of cool.
He's in a suit, she's in the straight jacket.
Seven-Eleven nightmares at 3am.
(Lay low) And the moon is quiet and holy.
Watch all the bridges collide.
And I think we might have to lay low for a while.
I saw the best minds of my generation caught up in the virtual reality of
living.
Memorising PIN numbers and secret codes,
Swinging robotically to non-existant rhythms,
Flashing memberships to clubs so exclusive nobody belongs.
Scared shitless, witless, clueless, useless, tight-lipped, tight-fisted,
tight-assed, half-assed.
Ass licking, coke sniffing, money grapping, ego jabbing.
(Lay low)
Ass licking, coke sniffing, money grapping, ego jabbing.
(Why...)
Snivelling, grovelling, moaning, groaning.
Snivelling, grovelling, moaning, groaning.
(And the moon is quiet and holy.)
Snivelling, grovelling, snivelling, grovelling...
Watch all the bridges collide.
And I think we might have to lay low for a while.
(Why why why...)
The city's all wrapped up in plastic like an electronic cocoon,
If you lay in the street you can hear it humming.
Building up slowly from underground.
If you close your eyes you can observe the blue-print,
The man-made DNA that spirals breathlessly out of control.
As synapses collapse, bridges snap, into a restless utopia.
Nutopia.
And now the rain has arrived,
I think we might have to lay low for a while.
(Lay low, lay low...)
Watch all the bridges collide.
And I think we might have to lay low for a while.
(Lay low, lay low...)
Jesus said, lay down your arms.
Jesus said, children come home.
My generation.
*Take a souvenir and stop your staring
Just cause I'm screaming
Don't mean I'm sharing
Can't keep my mouth shut
if you keep that dress on
You can't negotiate
Not with me this time
you go so low
your faggot rainbow
your Nazi Halo
won't save you this time
Bring your IQ and try to understand
Just cause I'm listening
Don't mean we're still friends
Can't fix my problem
You crossed a thin line
You can't just work it out
not with me this time
you go so low
your faggot rainbow
your junkie ego
won't save you this time
you go so low
your tragic disco
your Nazi Halo
won't save you this time
You're so predictable no shadow of doubt
when you are suffering know who sold you out
Fuck your opinions
Fuck your lack of spine
When you are miserable
Know that I'm just fine
You go solo
your faggot rainbow
your junkie ego
won't save you this time
you go solo
your tragic disco
your Nazi Halo
won't save you this time*
God i need to kill off a hell of a lot of people.. someone help me manage my schedual..
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