B.I.T.S. (Born In The Sixties)

B.I.T.S. (Born in the Sixties) 2006 Music by Jeff Cole &
E. Joseph Robinson Jr. Words by Jeff Cole

My vision comes and goes while stepping on your toes.
You made me feel so proud till I was drowning in it.
We learned to sing in tow to AM radio.
So I whistle in my sleep to curse the darkness.

Chorus: (Now its all we know!) to stay up late on Saturday night. To have your cake and appetite,
For my neighbors charade cause I swear I did not want it.
Wheres my favor and grade?
Now I know that I dont want it.

These bits are getting old, the millionth time theyre told
A princess waits again but there is no hero.
The baby renegades that families would not shade
are running in the sun , an army of blonde bombshells.

Chorus

Im thinking of the past, my heart still in a cast.
My last love made me rent and said that she would not sell.
I am born under an x , my generations hex
is to frown upon your style till you all go retro.


Its all for one through separation
Youth is king, hijack the station
Come in and try the humble pie
The proud are only acting shy
Dont need a flag to burn or wave
So keep your spoon my thoughts are brave
I question everything I see
too dangerous for novelty.