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Generica

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  • 作词 : Beach, Winger
    My land is wide
    My skies are blue
    My goals are high
    My mark is you
    My hands are red
    My legs are long
    My word is spread
    Be it right or wrong
    Good luck getting me to commit
    My a.k.a. is hypocrite
    Rather be bullying the underfed
    And treat you like you got a hole in your head
    I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    Only see it my way
    Take it or the highway
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica My grass is green
    My bonds are junk
    My truth looks sheen
    My soul's in a funk
    My eyes are blind
    My talk is cheap
    My heart is fickle
    My tax is steep
    Try my McNuggets and a side of fries
    Just might kill you off but never-mind
    Call my doctor to set up a time
    Two hundred grand oughta do just fine
    I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    You only have two choices
    Guest list or black list
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica Don't go thinking outside of the box
    Might have to kick you right in the crotch
    Stick with me
    Mr. Stereotype
    You know it man,
    I'll keep you up on the hype
    I go... Right round imposing my creation
    Mass produce it for you
    Everything looks brand new
    Put it all on credit
    A hundred years to pay it
    Force you to agree
    While your smiling at me
    Whoopee! I go...
    Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    Only see it my way
    Take it or the highway
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica,
    Generica
  • 作词 : Beach, Winger
    My land is wide
    My skies are blue
    My goals are high
    My mark is you
    My hands are red
    My legs are long
    My word is spread
    Be it right or wrong
    Good luck getting me to commit
    My a.k.a. is hypocrite
    Rather be bullying the underfed
    And treat you like you got a hole in your head
    I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    Only see it my way
    Take it or the highway
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica My grass is green
    My bonds are junk
    My truth looks sheen
    My soul's in a funk
    My eyes are blind
    My talk is cheap
    My heart is fickle
    My tax is steep
    Try my McNuggets and a side of fries
    Just might kill you off but never-mind
    Call my doctor to set up a time
    Two hundred grand oughta do just fine
    I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    You only have two choices
    Guest list or black list
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica Don't go thinking outside of the box
    Might have to kick you right in the crotch
    Stick with me
    Mr. Stereotype
    You know it man,
    I'll keep you up on the hype
    I go... Right round imposing my creation
    Mass produce it for you
    Everything looks brand new
    Put it all on credit
    A hundred years to pay it
    Force you to agree
    While your smiling at me
    Whoopee! I go...
    Right round pushing out the riff raff
    No matter where it came from
    Never mind the wisdom
    Only see it my way
    Take it or the highway
    Welcome to the land of
    Generica,
    Generica