Lyrics The Dictators

The Dictators

The Moronic Inferno

Blast off from the duplex planet

Blast off onto new horizons

Farewell to the slacker culture

Farewell to your bed of roses

California's gonna crumble into the sea

No more Beach Boys harmonies

For your little sixties fantasies

I sing this eulogy

I'm gonna rock

We're gonna rock

Wake up to the new age nightmare

Twelve steps to the psycho babble

Feel good in the Prozac moment

Last call for the Woodstock nation

The modern stone age family

Between reality and make believe

Where daddy's just a memory

And Heather's got two mommies

I'm gonna rock

We're gonna rock

For every phoney little wanna be

Careering in the industry

Shove some product up your marketing degree

'Cause it ain't rock and roll to me

I'm gonna rock

We're gonna rock

Testosterone rock

Respect the rock