One day I’ll have a heart
And you’ll be a part of it
Stir in your love and let it sit
I’ll prosper into a new generation
And we’ll all produce such a sensation
We just pack up our things
And move to Colorado Springs
Where everyone sings
Remembering what we departed (from)
Before all of this hipster shit started
People had a voice
Not just a choice
It’s about time we woke up
To a new porcelain coffee cup
A new hammer to break our fast
To help us forget about the past
And make our generation last
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