The Middle Children

You're not your job You're not how much money you have in the bank You're not the car you drive You're not the contents of your wallet You're not your fucking khakis You're the all singing, all dancing crap of the world Do not fuck with us You're not your job You're not how much money you have in the bank You're not the car you drive You're not the contents of your wallet You're not your fucking khakis You're the all singing, all dancing crap of the world Do not fuck with us Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need We're the middle children of history man No purpose or place We have no great war No great depression Our great war is a spiritual war Our great depression is our lives We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars But we won't We're slowly learning that fact And we're very, very pissed off Do not fuck with us You're not your job You're not how much money you have in the bank You're not the car you drive You're not the contents of your wallet You're not your fucking khakis You're the all singing, all dancing crap of the world Do not fuck with us We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars But we won't We're slowly learning that fact And we're very, very pissed off