Far before you were born, your daddy already yelled the same words   When your granddad burned his ideals to the ground   Your mammy screamed: “I'm not raising children in this society”   Luckily your dad knew to impede that      Daddy, he was radical, fought against the system   Now he has his own house and a car with no-claim   Mammy was a hippy, she wore flowers in her hair   Now she's in the rotary, eating caviar(*1)      Upon the barricade, he and all the others   They screamed louder than each other, the world needed to change   Give us authority and everything shall be better!   And indeed, right now it's still shit      He says: “You must study, you'll get a great job then”   He says: “A suit with a tie wouldn't be misplaced”   But I say: “Here me out daddy, there more than just money   A suit with fake smile, I cut right through that”      And even your granddad didn't want to be like his dad   But a couple of years later he sat on the lawn with his six children   Grandma yelled: “Equal rights for Dutch women!”   But then married a guy who couldn't keep his hands home      Maybe I'll be raising children in this fucked up society   And I will take my own little garden for on Saturdays   Maybe I'll take a job from 8 till 5   Or I'll become a topdog at a stupid fucking company