Damon Johnson, Alice Cooper - Generation Landslide lyrics
[Damon Johnson, Alice Cooper - Generation Landslide lyrics]
Please clean your plate dear
The Lord above can see you
Don't you know people are starving in Korea
Alcohol and razor blades and poison
And needles kindergarten people
They used them, they need them
The over-indulgent machines were
Their children there wasn't a way
Down on Earth here to cool them
'Cause they looked just like humans
At Kresge's and Woolworth's
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Rats in batallions were ruling
The street scene generation landslide
Closed the gap between 'em
And I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies
Militant mothers hiding in their basements
Using pots and pans as their
Shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from
Pink high chairs while Mother's Lib burned
Birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from
His sonny the dealer
Who's pubic to the world
But involved in high finance
Sister's out till five doing
Banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's
A gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one
Hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
But I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies
The Lord above can see you
Don't you know people are starving in Korea
Alcohol and razor blades and poison
And needles kindergarten people
They used them, they need them
The over-indulgent machines were
Their children there wasn't a way
Down on Earth here to cool them
'Cause they looked just like humans
At Kresge's and Woolworth's
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Rats in batallions were ruling
The street scene generation landslide
Closed the gap between 'em
And I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies
Militant mothers hiding in their basements
Using pots and pans as their
Shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from
Pink high chairs while Mother's Lib burned
Birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from
His sonny the dealer
Who's pubic to the world
But involved in high finance
Sister's out till five doing
Banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's
A gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one
Hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
But I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies