paroles de chanson Generation Idiot (Live) - Nonpoint

This is for the smart people
Unfortunately, it's about the stupid fucking people
Sing along if you know the words
This song is called "Generation Idiot"

From the second that I came to life, everything seemed fine
Things got easy enough for the masses
But the rest of us lay claim to the same old dangerous ways
Crossed in stars, driving expensive cars, planning our own parade
Champagne questions, golden gestures
People lining up to the screaming names
People living up to a set of maze
People giving up to the gift of fame
It's the same damn people that are giving up
I see the same people that are living up
It's safe to say that I'm not giving it a second thought
Just hoping that all the women are my men, instead of giving up
So I'll pack the hammer and I'll swing it and I'll be bringing it down
Taking it over my tongue and as long as I got it, I'm bringing it down
Chambering the life, nipples and crops, I'm bringing it down
I'll back the wagon that I'm bringing up
Not looking for a handout, gonna be out the door
Last of us in the band now

And you watch your bellies go hollow
When you have no one to follow
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This generation of idiots (Generation of idiots, generation of idiots)

There isn't a better idea left to right
The right to cuss the wrong, the rest of us must pay
There is a lot to be said
And the world is open up and it never waits again
There isn't a better addiction, let it out
Without a filter or down to the ground
I got 99,000 problems (99,000 problems)
You wanna drown people under people, people eating sex
What's coming next?
Just food and sex, seem to be food and sex
Follow me, three simple steps
You wanna do them easy, wanna entertain
Wanna go to play
Generation idiot accumulates

And you watch your bellies go hollow
When you have no one to follow
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This generation of idiots (Generation of idiots, generation of idiots)

I can't hear you
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This generation of idiots (Generation of idiots, generation of idiots)
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This generation of idiots

You have no one to follow
Idiot
You have no one to follow