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IPod Generation Lyrics
I don’t have to tell you things about it, everybody knows things about it, it’s a "recession"
Governments are conservative, taxes are rising, and wages are falling
People are scared, they're petrified
The power buys a shilling's worth, a full tank costs an arm and a leg
Houses aren't even safe houses any more people aren't safe in their own homes
14 year old kids getting murdered on the street
ASBO kids binge drinking on park benches till all hours in the morning
Can’t even get on the bus anymore, they take up the whole back row listening to that “hip hop“ and “grime” noise they call music, off their faces on MDMA, meow-meow, whatever they can get their thieving little hands on
All of that while teenage pregnancy rises through the roof
We know things are bad, worse than bad, THEY'RE CRAZY!
And all you do is sit there in your open-plan living rooms talking to absolute strangers on Facebook and you wonder why your young sons and daughters aspire to be celebrities, football players and WAGs, its madness
It seems like you've given up, but I’m not going to let you give up, I want you to get mad!
Governments are conservative, taxes are rising, and wages are falling
People are scared, they're petrified
The power buys a shilling's worth, a full tank costs an arm and a leg
Houses aren't even safe houses any more people aren't safe in their own homes
14 year old kids getting murdered on the street
ASBO kids binge drinking on park benches till all hours in the morning
Can’t even get on the bus anymore, they take up the whole back row listening to that “hip hop“ and “grime” noise they call music, off their faces on MDMA, meow-meow, whatever they can get their thieving little hands on
All of that while teenage pregnancy rises through the roof
We know things are bad, worse than bad, THEY'RE CRAZY!
And all you do is sit there in your open-plan living rooms talking to absolute strangers on Facebook and you wonder why your young sons and daughters aspire to be celebrities, football players and WAGs, its madness
It seems like you've given up, but I’m not going to let you give up, I want you to get mad!
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