Please clean your plate, dear   The Lord above can see ya   Don't you know people are starving in Korea?   Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles   Kindergarten people   They use 'em, the need 'em      The over indulgent machines were their children   There wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em   'Cause they look just like humans at kresges and wool worths   But decadent brains were at work to destroy   Brats in battalions were ruling the streets   Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em      And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies   Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies      Militant mothers hiding in their basement   Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets   Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs   While mothers' lib burns 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 'til 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      And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies   Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies