Remember what we used to be, Remember what we used to dream When we were innocent and young. I know it sounds too damn naive, The talk is meaningless and cheap When you are always on the run... like I know you are.
Generation managers, A faceless crowd that sells Shitloads of worthless crap. Behind-the-counter happiness, Are you doing well? What's your discount today???
Remember what we used to be, Remember what we used to feel Wasting never-ending now. Somehow along our crooked ways Present turned into yesterday And we never noticed how... we all became
Generation managers, A faceless crowd that sells Shitloads of worthless crap. Is this your happiness? I hope you're doing well Sold on discounts these days...
Generation managers, A faceless crowd that sells Shitloads of worthless crap. This can't be your happiness, I really wish you well - Godspeed you on your way!