They say we been going down and going down Been traveling on the road to nowhere Going downround and round Trying to get to the place where we started When I was just a boy at four years old thought the world was joy As a kid I d play just create the day as I saw it my way But time blows by And strips us to the bone poisoned wind of woe Teach us that we re alone in this world We learned to see all the corruption and greed All its hateall its pain so a toast to the end of our innocence A toast to our blank generation They say we been going downbeen going down Been traveling on the road to nowhere Going downround and round Trying to get to the place where we started When I was seventeen realizing the world wasn t what she seemed Underneath the night San Francisco sky I would seetoo clearly But time blows by And strips us to the bone poisoned wind of woe Teach us that we re alone in this world We learned to take all the corruption and greed All its hateall its pain so a toast to the end of our innocence A toast to our blank generation So here s to our collagen lips and saline tits To our growth hormones and antibiotics To the Hollywood world we made out of Barbie doll hearts After we melted them down so we could make our new start Here s to a generation scared and always wondering why Instead of playing doctor we play shoot each other and die Instead of ring around the Rosie we play hide from Mommy Cause Mommy s been drinking again and we don t want to get beat Even with all our tattoos and all our cheap thrills there s still a hole inside of us that may not ever get filled So we give back a little bit of what the world s given us Giving back a bit of never giving a Here s to the justice never dealtto innocentproven guilty Here s to bad cops turning cheeks when real cops are on the street Here s to the rat-tat-n-tat of gun shotsand your life is shattered Here s to "Gimme me your cash or your brains is gettin splattered" Here s to mad cow disease and all that yummy MSG Here s to Mickey d s serving all those mutant chick-a-dees This is a toast to celebrate the end of our innocence This is a toast to celebrate how

We ve become desensitized if life is to grow some life must die We learned to take all the corruption and greed All its hateall its pain so a toast to the end of our innocence our generation We now embrace all the corruption and greedall its hateall its pain so a toast to the end of our innocence our blank generation.

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