I saw the best of my generation pinball Maked up and up And like some kind of china doll
With all of Adolf Hitler's moves down As stood up in front of a Rock and Roll band And always upward and ever upward To gentle golden promised land
the smartest of them all Moonlighting as a processor And the strongest of all Checking IDs saloons
And the of all taking off her clothes In of men whose eyes look like They in some little hick town Near Omaha, watching the chief Run his car off the side of a
I saw men with dreams like the I'd had Beg quarters the Seven-Eleven Till it got so they didn't affect me the mailboxes I'd passed 'Cept sometimes, I'd put somthing in the mailbox
I'd had the wind at my back now I it cold in my face And for an long time now You were the only one who ever called me late at And I never noticed till after you stopped calling And the emptiness, got so heavy
up in the wasteland, broken up in the promised land Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland Broken up in the
I saw Marilyn Monroe Strung up on street corner in Hollywood Like some two bit whore offering a discount And I how Joe Dimaggio felt
I saw dead James ghost the sidewalk looking troubled And I how his mama felt
I saw signs that said, "Headshots for cheap" Signs that said, "Extras wanted, top paid" Signs for 'Haircuts' and for 'Manicures' And signs for "Tanning salons" and signs for specialists for "Cosmetic surgery' and signs for 'Assertiveness training' And I stopped to read all
And every single block looked like single block Looked like every single block looked every single block But she driving 'cause everyone else kept driving And gridlock is evil and not knowing anywhere is evil
And those who had looked good But too happy and those who didn't have money look so good and weren't too happy either And in a of three million, two hundred and sixty nine thousand Nine hundred eighty four, was lonely
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the promised land Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland Broken up in the
And I watched as everyone I knew spent their to be watched on stage Watched on or listened to on a record And they thought, "Well, that way I could get a little love out of life"
And I as the best of my generation Abandoned their dreams and settled for making a little I TV, read the papers, listend to the radio And made all the scenes And said all the right words and all the right clothes And knew the names of the hip
But I still felt out of touch so I stopped TV And the papers and listening to the radio And making the fancy scenes and saying the right And the right clothes and knowing the names of the hip people And I felt out of touch than ever but I didn't care anymore
And I felt you slipping and I felt myself slipping from you And I wanted more than anything For it to rain for one day like it used to But all there ever was was sun, sun, hot beating sun
And everyone their sunglasses And walked around like flies magnifying glass With their removed
up in the wasteland, broken 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, broken up in the up in the wasteland