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Generation X

"I have often said,
There is safety in letters,
Danger only happens,
When you can't put them together."
 
Don't move!
Please be my still life!
Don't move!
Please be my still life!
 
I can see,
Through the smoke and mirrors,
Yes, with the serum of truth,
Compete with yourself.
 
Generation X!,
Do the Freudian slip, slip, slip.
Hey?! What just came out?
Out of your lips, lips, lips?
 
Tone, tone, volume,
On the vintage axe,
It's worth a lot of money,
Not including tax.
 
You have expertise,
On water, forest, or sand,
Remember in the studio,
You're one half of our band.
 



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