T.d.m. Songtext

(That's right boy, that badge, this uniform and these boots, a uniformed police officer, carrying out an order. Watch them intecept me, I'm just doing my fuckin' job. You're under arrest you got the right to remain silent. That's about it.)Kicking, scratching, and living for what?I'm part of the system, and the system is fuckedI'm a problemI'm a diseaseI'm Generation XAnd I'll do what I pleaseOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationGot a foreign car, cappucino barCorporate sponsored seminarOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationSell me life in a packagePaint it red, white and blueI don't care what you sayI won't live like youWe got your family valuesThe fuckin' crossYou got the CIA and your crooked copsOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationGot a foreign car, cappucino barCorporate sponsored seminarOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationYou got all the answers, all that you needI got just one question...What about me?Oh yeah, alrightIt's your generationOh yeah, alrightIt's your generationGot a foreign car, cappucino barCorporate sponsored seminarOh yeah, alrightIt's your generation