My poor generation Laments and wails Crowds the institutions Overruns the jails Sing and moan they Play the guitars Hustle whores and live in the bars Puffin pot they live in slop Break the laws and kill the cops Got to school they learn no rule And call the wise old man a fool Talk of action Sit a stoll! My poor generation Criticize the fellowship Use LSD and take a trip While the world rolls on by Gett off a trike and get on a bike Grow a beard They're really weird Like little children out to play Sit and mope they have no hope Forget the soap Nothing can be clean And they don't want Jesus to be real No they don't want Jesus to be real