I'm coming back from your home
I think your mom still crying
I'm coming back all alone
I think about this song that I'm writing
All this pain around me
All this people who'll never be free
I can't just say "let it be "
We've got to hurry hurry
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Only one purpose : find a good job
Like any other slob
But in reality, only one thing in mind
The party of friday night
Ten years later
Working harder
To hope get some money
And buy your own house with your honey
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Hypocrite world
Unsaid word
Hiding our fear
In a pack of beer
Working all the week
Saturday : getting drunk, having chick
Sunday : Going to church
Then, week restart, so good night (and good luck !)
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Living for partying
Partying for still living
Drink, just to forgetting
What a life without reality in
I know it's not funny
But that's our life, in reality
It could be so much worst I know
But it's not the world where I want you to grow !
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
We're on the Highway
Of the Holy Decay
There's no one to save us
But we keep trust ! ! !
I think your mom still crying
I'm coming back all alone
I think about this song that I'm writing
All this pain around me
All this people who'll never be free
I can't just say "let it be "
We've got to hurry hurry
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Only one purpose : find a good job
Like any other slob
But in reality, only one thing in mind
The party of friday night
Ten years later
Working harder
To hope get some money
And buy your own house with your honey
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Hypocrite world
Unsaid word
Hiding our fear
In a pack of beer
Working all the week
Saturday : getting drunk, having chick
Sunday : Going to church
Then, week restart, so good night (and good luck !)
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
Living for partying
Partying for still living
Drink, just to forgetting
What a life without reality in
I know it's not funny
But that's our life, in reality
It could be so much worst I know
But it's not the world where I want you to grow !
My Lost Generation
In a lack of action (reaction !)
Born in a mess
Growing up futurless
We're the Hemingway
Of the Holy Decay
All the day, we're useless
(Nothing to do)
Except having sex
(Nowhere to go)
Except with "the junkie and the halo" !
We're on the Highway
Of the Holy Decay
There's no one to save us
But we keep trust ! ! !
