My Generation (Part 2)

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 its eyes and take a look around And he says my generation Ain't good for nothin' I could think of somethin' So I thought I'd jot it down So here's to hair gel Hangin' out at the health spa Usin' condom sense And watchin' L.A. Law Here's to drum machines Stonewashed jeans Credit cards, fax machines Big bow-headed chicks and frat guys Wearin' forty dollar tie-dyed 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 We were raised up in the hallowed halls Of 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 Usin' condom sense And watchin' Arsenio Hall Here's to drum machines Stone-washed jeans Credit cards, fax machines Big bow-headed chicks and frat guys Wearin' forty dollar tie-dyed 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 nothing to it My generation My generation Oh, my generation should be proud