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Autumn Breeze, a |
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Spring Tease |
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Summer days and winter nights |
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The seasons change and that's a fact |
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Is it not |
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Domo Arigato, |
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Danke, Merci? |
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Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons |
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Here's hoping you'll know the right time when it comes |
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Like I did 'cause |
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I knew though nobody told |
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Me a damn thing about how the world grows |
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Right here before you, you can't even blink |
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If you do, you'll miss it so take time to think |
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About your position, your place in this world |
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About what you're here for so check it out, girl |
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Boys to the right and you're in this too |
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Come on, be real now, can we count on you to be strong? |
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And to love us like through thick and thin |
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With your heart and your soul not the size of your dick |
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So check this out |
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Hey, what's this sitting in my lap? |
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Why it's the next generation? |
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And do you know what comes from the best love? |
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In the world you could possibly ever have |
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Yes, it's the next generation |
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The children are the chosen ones |
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Society's got its priorities wrong |
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The schools are closing down |
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Don't be messing with our future |
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Black babies, white babies |
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Quarter Puerto |
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Ricans, two-sixth's |
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ChineseAny combination you could possibly imagine |
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But this important as the ground we walk on |
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People are people, you know what |
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I meanEven the baby with a portaphone |
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Attached to its buggy pushed by a clone |
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And the black market baby that unwanted baby |
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For 50,000 it belonged to the rich |
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Well, he didn't like his face |
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She said, "It didn't matter"' |
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Cause her husband was a surgeon |
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You're sick |
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Ain't, ain't that ain't that sick? |
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Shucks, it breaks my heart |
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Operate on a baby, sick |
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Hey, what's that sitting in my lap? |
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Why it's the next generation? |
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And do you know what comes from the best love? |
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In the world you could possibly ever have |
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Yes, it's the next generation |
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And is it true that even though |
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They keep you awake at night |
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Sometimes and mess on your clothes |
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That you worry about |
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Whether it's really worth the sacrifices |
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That we all have to make |
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No matter how rich or poor |
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Why? Yes, they're the next generation, honey |
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Free upPush, push, push in the bush |
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Down on your knees with the birds and bees |
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Your basic needs is what you're fulfilling |
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This dude down this way must be making a killing' |
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Cause then in the morning she finds herself illing |
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You planted a seed that won't grow a tree' |
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Cause the love that's showing is a baby growing |
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Inside there's a life that's well worth knowing, knowin', knowin' |
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That's nasty ain't it? |
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If you're gonna do it |
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Think before you do it and do it right, right |
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Hey, what's this sitting in my lap? |
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Why it's the next generation? |
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Oh yeahAnd do you know what comes from the best love? |
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In the world you could possibly ever have |
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Yes, it's the next generation |
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And is it true that even though |
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They keep you awake at night |
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Sometimes and mess on your clothes |
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That you worry about |
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Whether it's really worth the sacrifices |
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That we all have to make |
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No matter how rich or poor |
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Why? Yes, they're the next generation, honey |
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You know, you know you see |
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Some people look at them right |
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Old people, guys on the corner holding on |
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Girls right walking arm in arm |
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Spittin' on the pavement or whatever |
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And you wonder right if they've forgotten or if they just |
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Can't remember that they ever were small one time' |
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Cause God knows we got to save the babies, right' |
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Cause if we don't save the babies |
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We ain't gonna have a world to live in right |
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And god knows we love this world right |
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Ain't that right, so right |
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Right, right, right, right? |
