Talkin bout my generation,
People try to put us down
But they weren't people just our parents
Now they're old or not around
Bill and Hill are our first couple
Student prez, homecoming queen
Tipper's cute, Albert's handsome
The in-crowd is the winning team
The baby boomers are the bosses
Rock and Roll is here to stay
Fleetwood Mac got back together
In separate limos on reunion day
We got Elvis and the Beatles
Protested war, and now we've won
Bill's gone gray, Al's slightly balding
But we are forever young
It's not quite a coronation
Feels more like a senior prom
In DC bells ring, there are fireworks
On TV we see Baghdad bombed
Points of light & talk of angels,
It's rhetoric it must be told
I'm talkin bout my generation
Hope we grow up before we're old
Hope we grow up before we're old