Please clean your plate dear    The Lord above can see you    Don't you know people are starving in Korea    Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles    Kindergarten people, they use them, they need them    The over-indulgent machines were their children    There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool them    'Cause they looked just like humans    At Kresge's and Woolworth's    But decadent brains were at work to destroy    Brats in batallions were ruling the streets    Saying generation landslide    Closed the gap between them    And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies    Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies    Militant mothers hiding in their basements    Using pots and pans as thier shields and their helmets    Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs    While Mother's Lib burned birth certificate papers    Dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer    Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance    Sister's out till five doing banker's son's hours    But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father    Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour    The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em    But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies    Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies