If only we could fly... Limp Bizkit style, John Otto, take 'em to the Matthews Bridge Can you feel it? A g-g-generation Get up, a g-g-generation. Are you ready? Do you know where you are? Welcome to the jungle punk, take a look around, It's Limp Bizkit, fuckin' up your town We're downloading the Shockwave, For all the ladies in the cage to get your groove on. And maybe you're the one who flew over the cuckoo's nest, but guess who's next? Generation X, Generation Strange, Sun don't even shine through our window pane. **So don't ever talk shit Talk shit about me. And don't ever talk shit About a g-g-generation. 'Cause we don't, don't give a fuck, And we won't ever give a fuck, Until you, you give a fuck about me And my generation** Hey kids, take my advice, You don't wanna step into a big pile of shit The captain's drunk aboard this Titanic, Floatin' on the funk, so get your groove on. And maybe I am just a little fucked up Life's just a little fucked up Generation X, Generation Strange, Sun don't even shine through our window pane. **Chorus** 'Cause we don't, don't give a fuck And we won't ever give a fuck Until you, you give a fuck about me And my generation. Who gets the blame? You get the blame, And I get the blame [x2] But do you think we can fly? Do you think we can fly? Do you think we can fly? Well I do, I do... DJ Lethal, bring it home. Ooohhhhh yeah, come on **Chorus** 'Cause we don't, don't give a fuck And we won't ever give a fuck Until you, you give a fuck about me And my generation. Oh yeah | ||||||
