I Hate My Generation
Yeah
Yeah
I hate my generation
I offer no apologies
Oh, I hate my generation
Yeah
I hate my generation
I pick it up and I threw it away
I hate my a-generation yeah
It's alright alright alright alright
It's alright alright alright alright
I hate my generation
Now that I've said it I feel liberated
I hate my a-generation now
I hate my generation
I offer no apologies
I hate my a-generation yeah
It's alright, alright, alright
It's alright, alright, alright
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my
I hate my generation
I'm
A Little Rocket Ship
I'm a little rocket ship,
I'll take you on a little trip
We'll leave this planet far behind
I'm a little tired of it,
and you're a little weary
I can tell, yeah yeah
Well, I'm a little rocket ship
And you are Queen Andromeda
of all the stars, those with names
and those in clusters
You are unaccountedly
infinite, so can't you see that
I'm a little rocket ship
I'm a little rocket ship
I'll take you on a little trip
And leave this planet far behind
Do you suppose that they've been here?
I don't know, but I've been there
Do you wanna come along?
I'm a little rocket ship
and you are crowned magnificent
of all the stars, those with names
and those in dingy drag bars
They plead with you not to go
to Pleiades or Scorpio
and I'm a little rocket ship
Big
Dipper
Cigarette and carrot juice
And get yourself a new tattoo for those sleeveless days
of June
I'm sitting on the Cafe Xeno's steps with
a book I haven't started yet
watching all the girls walk by
Could I take you out
I'll be yours without a doubt
on that big dipper
And if the sound of this it frightens you
we could play it real cool
and act somewhat indifferent
And hey June why did you have to come, why
did you have to come around so soon
I wasn't ready for all this nature
The terrible green green grass, and violent
blooms of flowered dresses
and afternoons that make me sleepy
But we could wait awhile
before we push that dull turnstile
into the passage
The thousands they had tread
and others sometimes fled
before their turn came
And we could wait our lives
before a chance arrives
before the passage
From the top you can see Monterey
or think about San Jose
though I know it`s not that pleasant
And hey Jim Kerouac brother of the famous
Jack
or so he likes to say "lucky bastard"
He's sitting on the cafe Xeno's steps with
a girl I'm not over yet
watching all the world go by
Boy you are looking bad
Did I make you feel that sad
I'm honestly flattered
But if she asks me out
I'll be hers without a doubt
on that big dipper
Cigarettes and carrot juice
and get yourself a new tattoo for those sleeveless days
of June
I'm sitting on the cafe Xeno's steps
I haven't got the courage yet, I haven't got the courage
yet,
I haven't got the courage yet
Nothing To Believe
In
Where ya going to?
If you want me let me take you
Where ya going to?
If you want me let me take you
'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
except for you
I got nothing to believe in
Whatcha looking for?
If you want it I will find it.
Yeah, whatcha looking for?
If you want me let me find it.
'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
except for you
I got nothing to believe in
And I feel fine
I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
I feel fine
'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
except for you
I got nothing to believe in
except for you
I got nothing to believe in
I feel fine
Yeah I feel infe
I feel fine
I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
The
Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
It's hard to imagine
with the way I feel today
that this is the Golden Age
The Golden Age
Somewhere I failed
Somewhere I lost you
in a black crowd of crows
and shiny things
I can't remember
This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
The Golden Age
It seems like I'm high
but baby I'm crawling
in the unbearable days
I threw away
but I should have savored
The flaxen light
off of the dying wheat
Your rye whiskey mouth
and your dandelion teeth
This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
100
Flower Power Maximum
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Well the year of the redneck mama
It was announced by the sign of a comet
Hanging in the sky at 3 a. m.
again and again again and again
and I say
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Well the year of the redneck mama
It was announced by the sign of a comet
Hanging in the sky at 3 a.m.
That's right
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
Lets pick it up
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
Lets pick it up (maximum)
Dixie Babylon
We went down to the old part of town
By the stinking canal and the cotton mill
Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on
With a gesture she said to me
I really must confess
I'd like to get undressed with you
And though the thought had never really crossed my mind,
Oh, but that was a lie So we went along
We ran out under the turning leaves
And the fetid earth, it was damp and cool
Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck
All innocence it was lost
I really must confess
I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed
But I have always taken more than I have given back
And as a matter of fact, I've given nothing up
I
Can't Forget You
Gold summer wheat
It sways in the breeze
Till it fades in the Autumn
To brown
Cool summer grass
It beckons and calls
And I lie here with you
In my heart
CHORUS:
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
At all
A-birds take to the sky
They never alight
They circle around
Forever
Now I tried but I failed
To hide and disguise
This one simple
Sentiment
CHORUS:
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
No no
CHORUS:
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
At all, no no
Sweet Thistle Pie
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle
Pie
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie
She claps her hands and snaps her fingers
Knows my name but calls me Ginger
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie
Hey Hey Hey Yeah
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
It's been a long time since I've been so
very low
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
When I was young you were no stranger
Around the world and slip through my fingers
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
Hey Hey Hey Yeah
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Useless
Stuff
I'm so fucking sick
I'm the king of the world
I'm a genius of useless stuff
Some people they gotta work
well I just hang around
dreaming up useless stuff
So if I call you from time to time
I said my life is such a drag
I feel like a hag please shut me up
Girl would you like to live my life
And I'll be with you tonight
I'll be your useless stuff
Now everybody wants to be our friend
so we act real Zen
and hang around with movie stars
So if I call you from time to time
I said my life is such a drag
I feel like a hag kick me in the ass
Girl would you like to live my life
And I'll be with you tonight
I'll be your useless stuff
I'll be your useless stuff
Can I be your useless stuff?
How Can I Live Without You
?? on up, and there's a stub on the sky
Oooh
You can still come and bring me coffee in
the morning
You can still come and make me chicken fried steak
You can live your life with whomever you please to
As long as someone takes good care of me
You know I don't mind
CHORUS:
How can I live without you
If it means I gotta get a job?
How can I live without you
If it means I gotta get a job?
You can still come and bring me those fancy
pastries
You can still come and crawl into my bed
You can live your life with whomever you please to
As long as someone takes good care of me
You know I don't mind
REPEAT CHORUS
Yeah!
REPEAT CHORUS
(How can) How can I live without you
If it means I gotta get a job?
(How can) How can I live without you
If it means I gotta get a jo-o-o-ob?
Bicycle
Spaniard
And it's a long, long way to the top
But when you come down it's one headlong rush
You've got an itch to scratch the shiny bits
of light
Hanging like stars, hanging like stars
And Mary says, you're such a restless soul
My Bicycle Spaniard, my Magyar of cold
You've got an itch to find what's best
left lost and cold
My Bicycle Spaniard, my poor restless soul
My Bicycle Spaniard, my poor restless soul
