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The Beat Generation - TheThe (더더)
When you cast your eyes upon the skylines
Of this once proud nation
Can you sense the fear and the hatred
Grwoing in the hearts of its population
And our youth oh youth
Are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics
And half truths
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice
And mis-information
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
You may be worshipping
The temples of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of religion
But can you still walk back to happiness
When you've nowhere left to run
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice
And mis-information
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Open your eyes
Open your imagination
Andif they send in the special police
To deliver us from liberty
And keep us from peace
Then won't the words sit ill upon their tongues
When they tell us justice is being done
And that freedom lives
In the barrels of a warm gun
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice
And mis-information
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Open your eyes
Open your imagination
