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The youth are voting with their feet -Such a shame that the dance-beat gets so complicated.Pretty, pretty it seems...On second glance, the look is overrated.In the lost-house there's a magic potion,timeless motion....Now and again now lasts forever;Jeuness d'oree gliding the lily of pleasure.The youth are voting with their clothes -Such a shame that the hip post is so calculated.Round and round it goes: how carelessthe rapture that's overstated.In the picture last devotion, waveless ocean -Time and again styles goes out of fashionJeunesse d'oree taking the heat out of passion!Look at the kid with the golden touch,Check out the story expression;Look at the man with the golden armand the sensational lesson.Follow-my-leader's a game we can playtill we swallow the tail without thinkingCatch the hook, tow the line -never mind that we're sinking!The youth are voting themselves in...but the wheel takes a fresh spinand they find, tomorrow,gaudy garments worn thin, all at best rent...and the worst are borrowed.Closing orders, fading nations, dissipation,time and again, time's unforgiving;Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of livingNow and again, now lasts forever;Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of pleasure.... Cut.
The youth are voting with their feet -Such a shame that the dance-beat gets so complicated.Pretty, pretty it seems...On second glance, the look is overrated.In the lost-house there's a magic potion,timeless motion....Now and again now lasts forever;Jeuness d'oree gliding the lily of pleasure.The youth are voting with their clothes -Such a shame that the hip post is so calculated.Round and round it goes: how carelessthe rapture that's overstated.In the picture last devotion, waveless ocean -Time and again styles goes out of fashionJeunesse d'oree taking the heat out of passion!Look at the kid with the golden touch,Check out the story expression;Look at the man with the golden armand the sensational lesson.Follow-my-leader's a game we can playtill we swallow the tail without thinkingCatch the hook, tow the line -never mind that we're sinking!The youth are voting themselves in...but the wheel takes a fresh spinand they find, tomorrow,gaudy garments worn thin, all at best rent...and the worst are borrowed.Closing orders, fading nations, dissipation,time and again, time's unforgiving;Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of livingNow and again, now lasts forever;Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of pleasure.... Cut.