Please clean the plates, dear The lord above can see ya Don't you know people are starving in korea? Alcohol and razor blades are straight pins and needles Kindergarten people-they use'em, they need'em Over-indulging machineswere their children There wasn't a way down on earth to cool'em 'cause they look just like humans at kresges and woolworths But decadent brains were ruling the streets Saying generation landslide closed the gap between'em And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies Militant mothers hiding in their basement Using pots and pants as their shields and their helmets Molotov milk bottles haved from pink high chairs While mothers' lib burned son's hours But she owns a maserati that's a gift from his father Stopped at full speed at a hundred miles per hour The colgate invicible shield finally got'em
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