does art imitate life is the question
[Verse 1: Punk 1]
I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high, flashing eyes
No surprise, I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
Woo! I'm the new president
And I grew and I bent
Don't you know? Don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)
Bridge: Godfather 2]
I have to be careful not to preach
I can't pretend that I can teach
And yet, I lived your future out
By pounding stages like a clown
And on the dance floor, broken glass
And bloody faces slowly pass
The numbered seats in empty rows
It all belongs to me, you know
(Okay!)
[Verse 3: Punk 1]
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you
You fell and cried as our people were starving
Now you know that we blame you
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving
Now you know that we framed you
[Chorus: Godfather 1]
I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high, flashing eyes
No surprise, I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
Whoa, yeah! I'm the new president
And I grew and I bent
Don't you know? Don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter
[Outro]
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)
(My, my, my, my, my g-g-g-g-generation)