[04:50.0]Why must every generation think their folks are square
[04:50.0]And no matter where their heads are, they know Momґs ainґt there
[04:50.0]'Cause I swore when I was small that Iґd remember when
[04:50.0]I knew whatґs wrong with them, that I was smaller then
[04:50.0]Determined to remember all the card'nal rules
[04:50.0]Like sun showers are legal grounds for cuttin' school
[04:50.0]I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
[04:50.0]And I hope that I recall them all before the babyґs due
[04:50.0]And I know heґll have a question or two
[04:50.0]Like "Hey, Pop, can I go ride my zoom
[04:50.0]It goes two hundred miles an hour suspended on balloons
[04:50.0]And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
[04:50.0]And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your lungs"
[04:50.0]And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger generation
[04:50.0]Then Iґll know that all Iґve learned my kid assumes
[04:50.0]And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
[04:50.0]And still Iґll try to them him all the things Iґve done
[04:50.0]Relating to what he can do when he becomes a man
[04:50.0]And still heґll stick his fingers in the fan
[04:50.0]And "Hey, Pop, my girlfriendґs only three
[04:50.0]Sheґs got her own videophone and sheґs taking L.S.D.
[04:50.0]And now that weґre best friends, she wants to give a bit to me
[04:50.0]But whatґs the matter Daddy, how come youґre turning green?
[04:50.0]Can it be that you canґt live up to your dreams?"