Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

(2x)

 Well my old man says the Woodstock generation

 Found a way to make this nation

 Open up it's eyes and take a look around

 And he says my generation, ain't good for nothing

 I can think of somthing, so I thought I'd write it down

Chorus

  So here's to hair gel, hanging out at the health spa

  Using condom sense and watching LA Law

  Here's to drum machines, stoned-washed jeans

  Credit cards and fax machines

  Big bald-headed chicks and frat guys

  Wearing forty dollar tye died T-shirts and big bold paisley ties

  Here's to living off dad as long as you can

  Blending in with the crowd

  Oh my generation, my generation, my generation should be proud

We were raised up in the hallowed halls

Of half a million shopping malls

And there ain't any price that we're too proud to pay

We'll buy anything from diet Sprite, too 1,000 points of light

Well I'll admit we're not that bright, but I'm proud any way

Chorus

(Same as above, only we're watching Arsenio Hall now and the

my generation line gets changed with the stops. }

Oh my generation, my generation, my generation got

HOPE I DIE BEFORE I GET OLD

My generation, my generation, my generation

STRIKE A POSE THERE'S NOTHING TO IT

My generation, my generation, my generation should be proud