| Some people like to rock. |
| Some people like to roll
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| But me, I like to sit around to satisfy my soul
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| I like my women short. |
| I like my women tall
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| And that’s about the only thing I really dig at all
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| I belong to the beat generation
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| I don’t let anything boggle my mind
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| I belong to the beat generation
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| And everything’s goin' just fine
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| Some people say I’m lazy and my life’s a wreck
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| But that stuff doesn’t faze me, I get unemployment checks
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| I run around in boots, drugs and booze I crave
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| And that’s the way I wanna be when someone digs my grave
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| I belong to the beat generation, yeah
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| I don’t let anything boggle my mind
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| I belong to the beat generation
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| When everything’s goin' just fine
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| I once knew a man who worked from nine to five
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| Just to pay his monthly bills was why he stayed alive
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| So keep your country cottage, your house and lawn so green
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| I just want a one-room pad where I can make the scene
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| I belong to the beat generation
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| I don’t let anything boggle my mind
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| Like-a, I belong to the beat generation
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| And everything’s goin' just ducky |