Second Generation - The Merry Thoughts

We’re telling tales of communication

Tall orders to fulfil

And the pastiche we’ve invented

Is serving every man

A love pays love for lying

A true lie to believe

Ideas of lust and dying

All carefully conceived

We are the second generation

We are a nation of innovation

We are the second generation

We are a nation …

America, america

The western dream is gone

America asleep

Since mulberry’s too long

Dry thoughts for the tenant

And still they come and go

So come and try to tell me

Things i already know

We are the second generation

We are a nation of innovations

We are the second generation

We are a nation …

And now you stare at me so doggish

But your eyes won’t make me cry

The flowers of romance are trembling

Another chance, another lie

Another shadow for new fires

Ash-wednesday for the prey

And still no-jesus for you

Welcome to devastate

We are the second generation

We are a nation of innovations

We are the second generation

We are a nation of devastation

We’re telling tales of communication

Tall orders to fulfil

And the creatures we’ve invented

Are serving every man

Now we are loving with reluctance

Our hearts — they never grew

We are meeting in a garden

It’s the taming of the shrew

And now you stare at me so doggish

But your eyes won’t make me cry

The flowers of romance are trembling

Because our game was just a lie

And in the end we stand alone

All that we wanted … we want it

We are the second generation

We are a nation of innovations

We are the second generation

We are a nation of devastation

Devastate …

Devastate …

Devastate …

Avarice