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 at work to destroy
Brats in battalions 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
La da da dada
Militant mothers hiding in their basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs
While Mothers' Lib burned birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out 'til five doing banker's 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
And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
La da da dada
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