Blank Generation Songtext
von Glen Matlock
Blank Generation Songtext
I was screaming let me out of here before I was even born
And oh it′s such a gamble, a gamble when you get a face
It's fascinating to observe what the mirror does
But when I die it′s to the wall that I set ablaze
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Triangles were falling out the window
As the doctor cursed he was a cartoon lie
Forsaken by the public eye
The nurses just regard us as his fingers worse
He grabbed me by the horse I got his consolation prize
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Guitar!
To hold a fever to my lips
The air's a plague, the cash
I think curled up flies
In stairs and carpet in a vacant lot
To lose my train of thought
And fall into your arms
Try to watch beneath reality
For a passing thought
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
Well I can take it or leave it each time
I said I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
Well I can take it or leave it each time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And oh it′s such a gamble, a gamble when you get a face
It's fascinating to observe what the mirror does
But when I die it′s to the wall that I set ablaze
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Triangles were falling out the window
As the doctor cursed he was a cartoon lie
Forsaken by the public eye
The nurses just regard us as his fingers worse
He grabbed me by the horse I got his consolation prize
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Guitar!
To hold a fever to my lips
The air's a plague, the cash
I think curled up flies
In stairs and carpet in a vacant lot
To lose my train of thought
And fall into your arms
Try to watch beneath reality
For a passing thought
I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
Well I can take it or leave it each time
I said I belong to the blank generation
I can take it or leave it each time
Yeah I belong to the blank generation
Well I can take it or leave it each time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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