| Our daddies won the war then they came home to our mom’s.
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| They gave 'em so much love that us kids were born.
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| We all grew up on Mickey Mouse and hula hoops.
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| Then we all bought BMW’s and new pick-up trucks.
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| And we watched John Kennedy die one afternoon.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| It was a time of new prosperity in the USA.
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| All us fortunate offspring never had to pay.
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| We had sympathy for the devil and the Rolling Stones.
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| Then we got a little older, we found Haggard and Jones.
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| A generation screaming for room.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom,
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| We have freedom, we have money.
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| Baby Boom, here in the land of milk and honey.
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| Counting our chickens way too soon.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| Now we all can run computers and we all can dance.
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| We all have Calvin Klein written on our underpants.
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| And at 6 o’clock like robots we turn on the news.
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| And watch those-world countries deal out more abuse.
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| Remember the first man on the moon.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom,
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| We have freedom, we have money.
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| Baby Boom, here in the land of milk and honey.
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| Counting our chickens way too soon.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| As our lives become a capsule we send to the stars,
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| Our children look at us like we came from Mars.
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| As the farms disappear and the skies turns black,
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| We’re a nation full of takers, never giving back.
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| We never stop to think what we consume.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| We have freedom, we have money.
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| Baby Boom, here in the land of milk and honey.
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| Counting our chickens way too soon.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom.
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| Our optimism mingles with the doom.
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| Kids of the Baby Boom. |