You used to look so alivenIn the last year you looked like you turned 35nI used to hate you so I put you under my beltnI'm so confused and cannot tell you how I feltnnThey always try and bring me down butnI'm always so constantly highnnRemember when you were like puddles in the rain?nI stopped the water, but you told me that you felt the samenYou smoke a bit then you talked a revolutionnWell I looked, I saw there's no solutionnnIt's spelled out in all of our pollutionnWill it come again, feelin like the 60s?nnHold out your Janis Joplin handsnI'll give you my cold James Dean eyes.nnTake a flower, soak it in gasoline,nEmpty my pockets, show you exactly what I meannHow can you stare and never really look atnYou watch TV, eat and get a little fatnnI see you're comfy and I'm not gonna deny thatnYou lay around so it's easier to hear liesnnCompare the generation with a word like separationnSeparated, no, I feel we're constipatednWe can't get out what everybody wants to saynWe're educated but they tell us we're wrong anywaynnThey always try and bring us down butnI'm always so constantly highnnHold out your Janis Joplin handsnI'll give you my cold James Dean eyes.