saying let me out of here
It's such a gamble when you get a face
It's fascinating to observe
it's for the wall that I set up place
Triangles were falling out the window
As the doctor cursed he was a cartoon
Long forsaken by the public eye
The nurse suggested her garters
The doctor grabbed my throat
and yelled, God's consolation prize!
I belong to the mighty generation
And I can take it or leave it each time
I belong to the generation
give it each time, take it
To hold the TV to my lips,
the air so packed with cash
Then carry it up a flight of stairs
and drop it in the va cant lot
To lose my train of thought
and fall into your arms' tracks
And watch beneath the eyelids
I belong to the blank generation
And I can take it or leave it each time
I belong to the blank generation
And I can take it or leave it each time