Текст песни Joan Baez - Children Of The 80`s
Joan Baez - Children Of The 80`s слова песни
We`re the children of the eighties haven`t we grownWe`re tender as a Lotus and we`re tougher than a stone.And the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden.We like the music of the sixtiesIt`s The Rolling StonesThe Beatles and The Doors.Flower childrenWoodstock and the war.Ahbut it`s getting harder to deceive us.And we don`t care if Dylan`s gone to JesusJimmy Hendrix is playing on.We know Janis Joplin was the Roseahbut all the stuff she put in her arm.We are not alone.We`re the children of the eighties haven`t we grown. . .Some of us are the sisters and the brothersWe take a leatherjacket and a single golden earring.Hang out at DiscosRock showslose our hearingTake uppersdownersblues and reds and yellows.Our brains are turning to jelloWe are looking forward to the days when we live inside of a purple haze.And the salvation of the soul is Rock and RollWe are the children of the eighties haven`t we grown. . .Recently have you looked in our eyesMaybe with your conscience in disguise.We`re well informed and we are wiseplease stop telling us lies.We know Afganistan`s invaded and we know El Salvador`s dictatedAhbut our lives have just begunwe are the warriers of the sun.We`re the golden boys and the golden girlsFor a better world.We are the children of the eighties haven`t we grown. . .