Please clean your plate dear

The Lord above can see you

Don't you know people are starving in Korea

Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles

Kindergarten people, they use them, they need them

The over-indulgent machines were their children

There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool them

'Cause they looked just like humans

At Kresge's and Woolworth's

But decadent brains were at work to destroy

Brats in batallions were ruling the streets

Saying generation landslide

Closed the gap between them

And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies

Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies

Militant mothers hiding in their basements

Using pots and pans as thier shields and their helmets

Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs

While Mother's Lib burned birth certificate papers

Dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer

Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance

Sister's out till five doing banker's son's hours

But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father

Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour

The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em

But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies

Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies