Please clean your plate dear the Lord above can see ya
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Don't you know people are starving in Korea
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Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles,
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Kindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'em
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The over indulgent machines were their children
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And there wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em
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Cos they look just like humans at Kresge's and Woolworths
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But decadent brains were at work to destroy
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Brats in batallions were ruling the streets and
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Generation landslide, close the gap between them
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And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
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Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
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La da da da daa
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Militant mothers hiding in the basement
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Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
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Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink highchairs
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While mothers' lib burns birth certificate papers
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And dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer
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Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
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Sister's out til 5, doing banker son's hours
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But she owns a Mazarotti that's a gift from his father
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Stop at full speed, at 100 miles per hour
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The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
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And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
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Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
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La da da da daa
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No one gives an oink about prom night or football
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Cos just getting home from school safe is a gamble and a blessing
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Girlsies play with girlsies and boysies with boysies
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Bored with one another, like old broken Christmas toysies
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Kids are all hot and their parents so are noisy
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And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
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Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
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Generation Landslide '81 (Live)
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| Alice Cooper |
