The The - The Beat(en) Generation
When You Cast Your Eyes Upon The Skylines Of This Once Proud Nation And Our Youth, Oh Youth, Are Being Seduced Can You Sense The Fear And The Hatred Grwoing In The Hearts Of Its Population The Beaten Generation, The Beaten Generation Reared On A Diet Of Prejudice And Mis-information By The Greedy Hands Of Politics And Half Truths The Beaten Generation, The Beaten Generation Open Your Eyes, Open Your Imagination We're Being Sedated By The Gasoline Fumes And Hypnotised By The Satellites Into Believing What Is Good And What Is Right Or Lost In The Prisons Of Religion But Can You Still Walk Back To Happiness You May Be Worshipping The Temples Of Mammon When You've Nowhere Left To Run? Andif They Send In The Special Police Then Won't The Words Sit Ill Upon Their Tongues When They Tell Us Justice Is Being Done To Deliver Us From Liberty And Keep Us From Peace And That Freedom Lives In The Barrels Of A Warm Gun
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