I saw the best of my generation playing up and caked up And looking like some of china doll
all of Adolf Hitler's moves down cold As stood up in front of a Rock and Roll band And always moving upward and ever To this gentle golden promised
With the smartest of all Moonlighting as a word And the strongest of all Checking IDs saloons
And the prettiest of all off her clothes In front of men eyes look like They in some little hick town Near Omaha, watching the police Run his car off the of a bridge
I saw men dreams like the ones I'd had Beg outside the Seven-Eleven Till it got so didn't affect me anymore Than the mailboxes I'd that sometimes, I'd put somthing in the mailbox
I'd had the wind at my back now I felt it in my face And for an awful time now You were the only one who ever called me at night And I never noticed till after you stopped calling And the emptiness, silence got so
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the land Broken up in Disneyland, up in the plastic land up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland Broken up in the
I saw dead Monroe Strung up on every street corner in some two bit whore offering a discount rate And I wondered how Joe Dimaggio
I saw James Dean's ghost Wandering the sidewalk troubled And I wondered how his felt
I saw signs said, "Headshots done for cheap" Signs said, "Extras wanted, top dollars paid" Signs for 'Haircuts' and signs for And signs for "Tanning salons" and signs for 'Wardrobe Signs for "Cosmetic surgery' and for 'Assertiveness training' And I stopped to read all
And every single looked like every single block Looked like every single block looked like single block But she kept driving 'cause everyone else kept And 'cause is evil and not knowing anywhere is evil
And who had money looked good But too happy and those who didn't have money look so good and weren't too happy either And in a city of three million, two hundred and sixty thousand hundred eighty four, everyone was lonely
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the promised Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the land up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland Broken up in the
And I as everyone I knew spent their lives Trying to be watched on Watched on or listened to on a record And thought, "Well, maybe that way I get a little love out of this life"
And I watched as the of my generation their dreams and settled for making a little money I watched TV, read the papers, to the radio And made all the scenes And said all the right words and wore all the clothes And knew the of the hip people
But I still out of touch so I stopped watching TV And reading the and listening to the radio And making the fancy scenes and saying the right And wearing the right clothes and knowing the of the hip people And I felt more out of touch than but I didn't care anymore
And I felt you slipping away and I myself slipping from you And I more than anything else For it to rain for one whole day like it to But all ever was was sun, relentless sun, hot beating sun
And wore their sunglasses And walked around like under magnifying glass With eyes removed
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the promised land Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland Broken up in the