If only we could fly, Limp Bizkit style. John Otto, take 'em to the Matthew's bridge. Can ya feel it? My g-g-generation, get up. My g-g-generation, are you ready?
Do you know where you are? Welcome to the jungle punk, take a look around. It's Limp Bizkit ****in' up your town, we download in the shockwave. For all the ladies in the cave, to get your groove on, and maybe your the one who flew over the cuckoo's nest. Well, guess who's next. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through a window pane.
So go ahead and talk ****, talk **** about me, and go ahead and talk ****. About my g-g-generation!
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We don't, don't give a ****, and we wont ever give a **** un, til you, you give a **** about me and my generation.
Hey kid, take my advice, ya don't wanna step into a big pile of ****. The captain is drunk, your world is titanic. Floatin' on the funk, so get your groove on, and maybe I am just a little ****ed up. Life's just a little ****ed up. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through the window pane.
So go ahead and talk ****, talk **** about me, and go ahead and talk **** about my g-g-generation.
(Chorus 2x) Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame. Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame, but do you think we can fly? Do you think we can fly? Do yoooooooou think we can fly? Well I do, I do......FLY!
DJ Lethal, bring it on. Ooooooooooh yea, come on!
So go ahead and talk ****, talk **** about me and go ahead and talk **** about my g-g-generation.
(Chorus 2x)
Oh yea
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