We'll be fine I'm sure
Just use the other door
I wanna have house like they did
We wrestle till we cry
They f*cked our state of mind
Don't celebrate me because I'm jaded
Welcome to the storm
We're babies till we're born
Then adults from our first day breathing
Our innocence was staged
The jewellery all got paid
I'd lock it but it's not worth stealing
When the drunks start singing this way
Babies got the best dress stained
I hope you got a minute
Hope you want me in it
For the long haul
All night long
We'll be fine I'm told
Together we'll grow old
So kiss me till the last train leaving
Then stand yourself by me
We'll fall until we're free
This helium prefers no ceiling
When the drunks start singing this way
Babies got the best dress stained
I hope you got a minute
Hope you want me in it
For the long haul
All night long
It must get better than this
Cause as far as I can see
The world belongs to me
There's a place at your table with my name on
When we walk
They roll the carpet out at our feet
And when we talk
They gather around in chairs on the street
Cause we're the kings of imagining things
When the drunks start singing this way
Babies got her best dress stained
I hope you got a minute
Hope you want me in it
For the long haul
All night long
When the drunks start singing this way
Babies got her best dress stained
Hope you got a minute
Hope you want me in it
For the long haul
All night long
We'll be fine I'm sure
Just use the other door
I wanna have house like they did
Its a battle cry song for the younger generation(s). It covers areas of disenfranchisement primarily caused by Boomer(One could accurately add Great Generation as well) generation.