The Punk Meets The Godfather lyrics

Artist  : Quadrophenia 
Song : The Punk Meets The Godfather
 
												
														   PUNK:

You declared you
would be three inches taller

You only
became what we made you.

Thought you were
chasing a destiny calling

You only earned
what we gave you.

You fell and cried as our
people were starving,

Now you know that we
blame you.

You tried to walk on the trail
we were carving,

Now you know that we
framed you.





G.F.:

I'm
the guy in the sky

Flying high Flashing
eyes

No surprise I told lies

I'm the
punk in the gutter

I'm the new president

But I grew and I bent

Don't you know?
don't it show?

I'm the punk with the
stutter.

My my my my my mmmm my my my.





GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.



PUNK:

We tried to speak between
lines of oration

You could only repeat what
we told you.

Your axe belongs to a dying
nation,

They don't know that we own you.

You're watching movies trying to find the
feelers,

You only see what we show you.

We're the slaves of the phony leaders

Breathe the air we have blown you.





G.F.:

I'm the guy etc.



I have to be careful not to preach

I
can't pretend that I can teach,

And yet
I've lived your future out

By pounding
stages like a clown.

And on the dance floor
broken glass,

The bloody faces slowly
pass,

The broken seats in empty rows,

It all belongs to me you know.