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i found a picture of my mother in her bell-bottom jeans, flowers in her hair and two fingers up for peace, in that polaroid she smiles, a grown up baby boomer, maybe momma walked down the wild side, walking on the moon, and what will they say about us?, i've heard stories about my grandpa, child of the great depression, how growing up broke creates a deep and dark impression, he sits in a rocker down at the veterans' home, even when i go to visit, he's still rocking all alone, and what will they say about us?, they'll call us generation lost or generation greed, or the connected generation to a plasma screen, or a generation why, enough is not enough, or maybe they'll call us generation love, generation love, we are children of divorce and victims of dysfunction, we spell check of course and gps the proper junction, we've gotten pretty good at shifting all the blame, but i think i hear an old song calling my new name, generation love, not generation lost or generation greed, or the connected generation to a plasma screen, or a generation why, enough is not enough, or maybe they'll call us generation love, oh, generation love, when they open up our time capsule a hundred years from now, maybe they will look inside and see we figured out, how to live with less and give ourselves away, just maybe they'll call us, just maybe they'll call us, generation love, yeah yeah yeah, we are a brand new generation of love, we are a brand new generation of love, oh
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Artist: jennette mccurdy