원문 가사
EN번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
My poor generation,
we're on for the ride,
an ocean of choices,
pulled out on the tide.
We're handed a beach ball,
and told to pick a side.
We're drowned in information.
My poor generation.
My poor generation
don't know what it means,
the shock of the mountain
compared to magazines.
Is it timeless and holy,
or just a hill of beans?
