A Young Generation Living For Sensation Trying To Be Cool But Inside They Have A Hole Sick And Tired Of Pretending Don't Even Care If The World Is Ending A Wounded Generation Betrayed By The One Before
Living For The Moment
Lost In The Marketplace Of All Religions told to Pick And Choose What's Suits And Feels The Best Given All The Substitutess But No Love And Compassion Left In A Video World Given Over To Imagination
But I Like Them, I Like Them
A Lonely Generation With No One To Talk To Raised To Be Suspicious Against Love Who Can Give Them What They Are Looking For No One But The Man From Nazareth
