We're all asleep oh well, oh well
Secrets we keep, don't tell, don't tell
Act like we got a finger on it ain't that swell
My tired brain, a shell, oh well
My doomer generation don't stand a chance
The boomers never taught us how to dance
My doomer generation don't stand a chance
My doomer generation (Oh)
He dug a hole for you & me
She's blistering, god save the queen
The suicide we hate our lives oh ain't that swell
My mystic dream it said to me
When I feel I'm one of you, & the world is doomed
I go & find a love, wash away my blues
Why can't it all be true, love is finding you
Love is finding you, love is finding you