The Forgotten Generation Songtext
von Lea Riders Group

(They call us the forgotten generation)
(They call us the forgotten generation)
(They call us the forgotten generation)
(They call us the forgotten generation)

They live their lifes
They have no own to live in
Their dreams are lies
They know they′re bound to give in

How high are your moon
Where men shall land?
I'll die too soon to see
Or understand

To hell with space
To hell with all the gear
The only thing I care for is my beer
Anyhow there′s nothing interests me
Except the man who gets me high and free


(They call us the forgotten generation)
They talk their phrases without thinking
"Young people, they are bad"
They're sinking low
Low

They call us the forgotten generation
They call us the forgotten generation, yeah
They call us the forgotten generation

I just don't care
Got time to spare
I′ve got my wine
I′m feeling fine
At thirty odd
I need no nod
Put me to sleep
I sleep too deep
The earth my bed
'Cause I′ll be dead
The earth my bed
'Cause I′ll be dead


Mister Nod farewell
I'm a mod in hell
Mister Nod farewell
I′m a mod in hell
Mister Nod farewell
I'm a mod in hell

They call us the forgotten generation
They call us the forgotten generation
They call us the forgotten generation
And I just don't know why
(They call us the forgotten generation)
Everybody, go on
Yeah

I just don′t mind
I just don′t mind at all
They can call us anything they want
It's just the same
The forgotten
Generation