The Beat (en) Generation - THE THE

When you cast your eyes upon the skylines

Of this once proud nation

Can you sense the fear and the hatred

Grwoing in the hearts of its population

And our youth oh youth

Are being seduced

By the greedy hands of politics

And half truths

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Reared on a diet of prejudice

And mis-information

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Open your eyes

Open your imagination

We're being sedated by the gasoline fumes

And hypnotised by the satellites

Into believing

What is good and what is right

You may be worshipping

The temples of mammon

Or lost in the prisons of religion

But can you still walk back to happiness

When you've nowhere left to run

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Reared on a diet of prejudice

And mis-information

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Open your eyes

Open your imagination

Andif they send in the special police

To deliver us from liberty

And keep us from peace

Then won't the words sit ill upon their tongues

When they tell us justice is being done

And that freedom lives

In the barrels of a warm gun

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Reared on a diet of prejudice

And mis-information

The beaten generation

The beaten generation

Open your eyes

Open your imagination