My Generation
If only we could fly, Limp Bizkit style.
John Otto, take 'em to the Matthew's bridge.
Can ya feel it? My g-g-generation, get up.
My g-g-generation, are you ready?
Do you know where you are?
Welcome to the jungle punk,
take a look around. It's Limp Bizkit fuckin'
up your town, we download in the shockwave.
For all the ladies in the cave,
to get your groove on, and maybe
your the one who flew over the
cuckoo's nest. Well, guess who's next.
Generation x, generation strange.
Sun don't even shine through a window pane.
So go ahead and talk shit,
talk shit about me, and go
ahead and talk shit.
About my g-g-generation!
(Chorus)
We don't, don't give a fuck,
and we wont ever give a fuck un,
til you, you give a fuck about
me and my generation.
Hey kid, take my advice,
ya don't wanna step into a big
pile of shit. The captain is drunk,
your world is titanic. Floatin'
on the funk, so get your groove
on, and maybe I am just a little
fucked up. Life's just a little
fucked up. Generation x,
generation strange. Sun don't
even shine through the window pane.
So go ahead and talk shit,
talk shit about me, and go
ahead and talk shit about
my g-g-generation.
(Chorus 2x) Who gets the blame,
you get the blame and I get the blame.
Who gets the blame, you get the blame
and I get the blame, but do you
think we can fly? Do you think we
can fly? Do yoooooooou think we can
fly? Well I do, I do......FLY!
DJ Lethal, bring it on. Ooooooooooh yea,
come on!
So go ahead and talk shit,
talk shit about me and go ahead
and talk shit about my g-g-generation.
(Chorus 2x)
Oh yea






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