Please clean your plate dear The Lord above can see you Don't you know
people are starving in Korea Alcohol and razor blades and poison and
needles Kindergarten people, they use them, they need them The
over-indulgent machines were their children There wasn't a way down on Earth
here to cool them 'Cause they looked just like humans At Kresge's and
Woolworth's But decadent brains were at work to destroy Brats in
batallions were ruling the streets Saying generation landslide Closed the
gap between them And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies Who
never conceived of us billion dollar babies Militant mothers hiding in their
basements Using pots and pans as thier shields and their helmets Molotov
milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs While Mother's 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 till five doing
banker's son's hours But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his
father Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour The Colgate
invisible shield finally got 'em But I laughed to myself at the men and the
ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies