Generation Landslide

Please clean your plate, dear, The lord above can see ya Don't you know people are starving in Korea Alcohol and razorblades and poison and needles Kindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'em The over indulgent machines were their children There wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em 'Cause they looked just like humans at Kresges and Woolworth But decadent brains were at work to destroy Brats in battalions were ruling the streets saying Generation Landslide close the gap between 'em And I laugh to myself every man and the ladies dies Who never conceived of those billions dollar babies Militant mothers, hiding in the basement Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs While mothers limp burned, birth certificate papers Dad gets allowance from his sonny the dealer Who's pubic to the world, but involved in high finance Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours But she owns a Maserati, that's a gift from his father Stop at full speed at one hundred miles per hour The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em And I laugh to myself every man and the ladies Who never could see those billion dollar babies