Blacken the sky and sharpen the axe

Forever cursed to live unrelaxed

We make no bones

A house is not a home

And a home is nowhere we can stay

Dodged the draft but can’t dodge the war

Forever cursed to live insecure

The curtain drops

A gang of Gen-X cops assembles

Trembling before our human nature

CHORUS:

It wasn’t built for me

It’s your academy

But in my time, you taught me how I see

Each generation makes its own apology

Welcome back, my oldest friend

Are you cursed to depart again?

Your ways and means

Eternally obscene

And always looking for obscenity and hatred

CHORUS x2

It’s by design and consequentially

each generation makes its own apology