T.d.m. Lyrics

T.d.m.

Kicking, scratching, and living for what?
I'm part of the system, and the
system is fucked
I'm a problem
I'm a disease
I'm Generation X
And
I'll do what I please
Oh yeah, alright
It's your generation
Oh yeah,
alright
It's your generation
Got a foreign car, cappucino
bar
Corporate sponsored seminar
Oh yeah, alright
It's your
generation
Sell me life in a package
Paint it red, white and blue
I
don't care what you say
I won't live like you
We got the family
values
A fucking cross
The CIA and your crooked cops
All the answers,
all that you need
I got just one question