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    my generation's for sale
    beats a steady job
    how much have you got?
    my generation don't trust no one
    ıt's hard to blame
    not even ourselves
    the thing that's real for us is: fortune and fame
    all the rest seems like work
    ıt's just like diamonds
    ın shit
    ı'm high class, ı'm a whore
    actually both
    basically, ı'm a pro
    we've all got our own style of baggage
    why hump it yourself?
    you've made me an offer that ı can refuse
    'cause either way ı get screwed
    counter proposal: ı go home and jerk off, uh
    ıt's truly a lie
    ı counterfeit myself
    ıt's truly a lie
    ı counterfeit myself
    you don't own, you don't own, you don't own, you don't own
    you don't own what none can buy
    you don't own
    (you don't own)
    neither do ı
    high and mighty, you say selling out is a shame
    ıs that the name of your book?
    push a silver spoon in your ass
    no more holding us
    down, dog, down, mutt, nice mutt
    you're insulted you can't be bought or sold
    translation: offer too low
    you don't know what you're worth
    ıt isn't much
    my piano's for sale
    how many times must ı sell myself
    before my pieces are gone?
    ı'm one of a kind! ı'm designer!
    never again will ı repeat myself
    enough is never enough
    never again will ı repeat myself
    ıt used to be the plan was screwing the man
    now it's have sex with a man
    (after he buys your dot-com for sale at a low, low price)
    ıt's truly a lie
    ı counterfeit myself
    ıt's truly a lie
    ı counterfeit myself
    you don't own, you don't own, you don't own me
    you don't own what none can buy
    you don't own...
    you don't own what none can buy
    neither do ı