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