a generation who's Got the X factor in it's head Get your phone, dial the number One hundred six six six Then ask for the biggest fuck Of generation X
got tired, of doin what you told us to do That's the breaks boy, yeahhhh That's the breaks little man, break it down [screaming] D-GENERATION X!!! D-GENERATION
from the bowery to brighton you've all heard my call i've got two pierced nipples and a ring through my balls my name is slackerman, superhero for the
are out front Drugs, punk, beer and sex We are generation X Won't wait on their attack We are generation X Won't do, what they'll expect We are generation X
I'm walking in the street With the lastest on my feet And the hair that makes the people stop and stare I got no money, but that's okay Because I live
On the floor of Tokyo Or down in London town to go, go With the record selection With the mirror reflection I'm dancing with myself When there's no-one
You and me have a passion Escaping the days that go by Just our desire Patronise a secret painted salon Let us talk about the live Where the skins aren
When I feel, you're right up close to me That's when I get, shakes all over me Quivers from your backbone Well, shakin' from the kneebone Yeah, shakin
what you give is what you get So that's your generation It's your generation Well it's your generation It's your generation [Guitar Solo] Trying to forget your generation
Your heroes stare with glossy smiles - Fridays Angels They always had that special style - Fridays Angels Standing naked dressings at trial - Fridays
Day by day - look what the papers say Day by day - look what the papers say Stranded in the jungle Trapped inside the tube [You] hate your next door
I'm sick and tired of hearing things From uptight, short sighted Narrow minded hypocrites All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth I've had enough
Blinded by a million shades I couldn't see their eyes I couldn't see their eyes The eyes of the crazies who drive I couldn't see their eyes I couldn'
They customised their gear and synchronised (They)flame out in the streets with flame in their eyes Guerilla operator ain't heard of cool Check out any
All around me All around me Better watch that man See him gun in hand No one seems to see No one seems to see Better watch that man See him gun in hand
A sixteen hundred packed with angry young men Came burning down mainstreet I touched the epiphone that hung on my hip It knew the sound of my heartbeat
The last lot made a few mistakes They didn't die young, they got big waists We got let down at the back of Earls Court We swore that night we'd never
I once had a dream A feeling inside A yearning so bad you have to shout it out Hey kid look at me You can make it real You can get it if you want When
