T.D.M. lyrics

Kicking, scratching, and living for what?
I'm part of the system, and the system is fucked
I'm a problem
I'm a disease
I'm Generation X
And I'll do what I please
Chorus:
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation
Got a foreign car, cappucino bar
Corporate sponsored seminar
Oh ya, alright
It's your generation
Sell me life in a package
Paint it red, white and blue
I don't care what you say
I won't live like you
We got the family values
A fucken cross
The CIA and your crooked cops
(Chorus)
All the answers, all that you need
I got just one question...
What about meee...?
(Chorus