Red Tape

My generation without a name
The TV waves gave birth to mutant brains
You let go
Chaos pollution contaminates your comfort zone
From mainstream lies to underground pride
I'm insane i'm the son
Democracy disowned
Whoaa
(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
We're rust on the iron curtain
We're ghosts in the machine of the governement
Trust
We're a generation of toxic wasted
Sex and drugs the antidote
Won't waste my life
Won't waste my life on chicken-shit conformity
For no one
Whoaa
(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
No conciliation (coming)
Insides insane
Just can't be still
In my brain
Pure cain pissed
Pollution
Head is for rent (it's a blessing)
Vacancy is evident
In my brain
Pure cain pissed
Pollution
I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
Ignite this today
The kids converging on the streets
One shot when everyone gets some
Drawn from our blood frustration
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some
(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
We're toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
Toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent