Generation Idiot (Live) (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(álbum: X - 2018)

This song is the first single off of our album, The Poison Red
This song is called, "Generation Idiot."
Get your hands in the air!
Let me hear you!
Hey, hey!

From the second that it 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
Crossing stars, driving expensive cars
Planning our own parades
Champagne wishes, golden dishes
People lining up just to scream your name
People living up to a standard made
People giving up just to give the blame
To the same damn people that are giving up
I say the same to people that are living up
It's safe to say that I'm not giving it a second thought
Just to waste it on a pivotal moment that I'm giving up
Draw back the hammer
And I'm swinging it up and bringing it down!
Taking it over my shoulder as high as I can
And then bringing it down!
Checking for anything left
If I see breath, I'm bringing it down!
All back to back, and then I'm packing up
Not looking for a handout, gonna be out the door
And that's how it's gonna pan out

And you'll 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 Idiot, Generation Idiot!)

There wasn't a better idea left
To write the righteous left among the rest of us (goddamn!)
That was a lot to be said
I'm gonna put this to bed until it never wakes again!
There isn't a better addiction than letting it out
Without a filter attached to the mouth
I got ninety-nine-thousand problems (with their very own problems!)
Once upon a time, people talked to people, people didn't text
What's coming next? Just food and sex
Sleep repeat, (food and sex,) follow me, three simple steps
You want it so damn easy
Want it to you handed on a golden plate
(While the state of the world goes Watergate)
And Generation Idiot accumulates!

And you'll 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 Idiot, Generation Idiot!)
St. Petersburg!

The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This generation of idiots! (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot!)
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!