T. D. M. Lyrics

Kicking, scratching, and living for what?
I'm part of the system, and the system is fucked

I'm a problem
I'm a disease

I'm Generation X
And I'll do what I please

Chorus:
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation
Got a foreign car, cappucino bar
Corporate sponsored seminar
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation

Sell me life in a package
Paint it red, white and blue
I don't care what you say
I won't live like you

We got the family values
A fucken cross
The CIA and your crooked cops

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All the answers, all that you need
I got just one question...
What about meee...?

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