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