Some of my generation
Are troubled bittersweet jazz singers
As fragile as to where they go.
Its like a freeze
But you are a breeze.
All want the return
but no favors please.
You got your heart
Got your heart
Some of my generation
Have shakespeare in their pockets.
But at the vets hall
You know, they knock it.
We are returning
As loose as an earthworm.
The production of heat or electricity
Some of my generation
Some of my generation
Has a heart
Or lost a heart
Has a heart
Solid as a law

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