Babes of the 80s (She Past Away)

These days it’s crucial to be silent and comfortable
The exploitation of humanity that learn to accept it all
In my generation I would never fit in
I should be saint but I want to murder, murder everyone
Babes of the late 80s why are you looking so random?
Without pasture there’s no movement
In my pathetic age group there’s confusion
Through to a mental institution
There’s of illusion
You would fantasize about the world’s elimination
I didn’t agree but now I must say at least you had imagination
People of my age have no attitude
I should give in but I want to murder, murder everyone
Babes of the late 80s why are you looking so random?
Without pasture there’s no movement
In my pathetic age group there’s confusion
Babes of the late 80s if you could
How can absence be improvement?
Oooh well, in my age group there’s confusion