The Beat Generation

Some people like to rock. Some people like to roll
But me, I like to sit around to satisfy my soul
I like my women short. I like my women tall
And that's about the only thing I really dig at all

Yeah, wail, man, wail

I belong to the beat generation
I don't let anything trouble my mind
I belong to the beat generation
And everything's goin' just fine

Weirdsville, yeah!

Some people say I'm lazy and my life's a wreck
But that stuff doesn't faze me, I get unemployment checks
I run around in sandals, I never, ever shave
And that's the way I wanna be when someone digs my grave

What a beat in the White House

I belong to the beat generation, yeah
I don't let anything trouble my mind

Sneaky Pete, yeah

I belong to the beat generation
When everything's goin' just fine

[Dor, spoken:] Back on the road

I once knew a man who worked from nine to five
Just to pay his monthly bills was why he stayed alive

So keep your country cottage, your house and lawn so green
I just want a one-room pad where I can make the scene

So out it's in

I belong to the beat generation
I don't let anything trouble my mind
Like-a, I belong to the beat generation
And everything's goin' just fine

Oh, oh man, poetry and jazz, yeah

I belong to the beat generation

Yeah

I don't let anything

Now that's my story

Trouble my mind, hey

Hey, let's split for the coffee house

I belong to the beat generation

Man' we've made this scene long enough

Oh yes, just fine

I belong to the beat generation
I don't let anything...