VOTJ

i tell you something

let me say

we were sitting down

and then we sat there -- just sat there

chameleons on the ground

sitting around with the pipes that go round and round

in a dark room

fresh out of pity -- scintillatingly witty

the finest blend of our generation -- a heavenly committee

vampires on tomatoe juice

we are the sons -- the sons of zeus

we are the cause -- pangs of remorse

vampires on tomatoe juice

staring thru the walls

we got the balls

... and when the city calls ...

i tell you something

let me say

we we´re crawling around

we just crawled there

chameleons on the ground

sitting around with with booze that goes round and round

in a dark room

fresh out of pity -- scintillatingly witty

the finest blend of penetration -- whores of the city

we won´t give up our sense to see

we´re the ill generation

the whores of the pity

the new penetration

the heart of the city