Generation Got Its Own Disease Lyrics - Fury In The Slaughterhouse

The more we take the less we give 

That's the modern way to live 

And someone says live fast die young 

But the time runs always faster son 

Diseases come diseases go 

Welcome to the final show 

Let's shake hands with plastic gloves 

And watch out for the last white doves 

And believe me every generation 

Got it's own disease 

And I've got mine so help me please 

I think that I'm to young to die 

Love that girl and say goodbye 

Change the girls like underware 

Using bodies without care 

The love has gone and what we've got? 

A sweet perfume of sex and blood 

And believe me, baby 

Every generation got it's own disease 

And I've got mine 

So help me please