A song for the Millenials (The Millenials)
In the streets of a Holy town! (Holy)
I've been lookin' at the mirror
Trying to make some decisions
Or, should I turn on the telly?
And burn away the whole day?
I think I need medication
To make an effort to change
And be a tool to society
And contribute to the play
The sun is up and high
And I'm lower than my legs
'Cause I got no job
No reputation and no commitment
Still stuck in that zone
Lighter than the day's breeze
Nothin' such as a dream
No-oh-oh!
We worship our vanity!
Turned on by indency!
"If something like Policy, Chivalry, Creativity
Could be turned on like a faucet
I'd probably be out of this world." (Just think!)
Romance is overrated!
Our gadgets over-tainted!
Gospel's all re-painted!
Humanity's ablated!
We're so lost!
We've just found a way to waste our whole life!
Da-da-da-da-rum
Da-da-da-rum, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-rum
Da-da-da-rum
(Yeah!)
The skies are crackin' and the wind is cryin'!
The clouds are bleedin' and the land is dyin'!
We're all just prisoners of our own demise!
Do say your prayers! That's my - that's my only advice!
You cry of righteousness when your tongue is so sour!
Energy galore and talent even more! But, tell me!
If fate struck you today and an end is what you receive?
Would you be happy with what you've achieved?
Da-rum, da-rum, da-rum
Da-rum, da-rum
Da-rum, da-rum, da-rum