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We Hate The Kids

The Indelicates
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D-DU-UDU
Every  generation gets fooled again
 And every  generation is the same
 And its no  good saying its not in your name
 'cause it  is in your name
 And this  generation is to blame
 And this  generation is the same
 And I'm sorry  that I can't join in any more
But  I've been let down too  many times before
 Oh yeah  we mean it
 We hate the kids
 So dance  dance dance to this radio  tonight
 I wanted  to believe in rock'n'roll stars
 I wanted  to believe in contemporary art
 I wanted  to aspire to a higher path
 But there's  no higher path
 It was ever  thus, and it was ever you
 And it's ever  us because we'll do it too
 And we're sorry  to the all the disinherited meek, and
 We're sorry  for this con-trick that we play  on the people
 Oh yeah  we mean it
 We hate the kids
 So dance  dance dance to this radio  tonight
 And nobody  ever comes alive
 And the journalists  clamour round glamour like flies
 And boys  who should know better grin and get high
With  fat men who once met  the MC5
 And no  one discusses what they don't understand
 And no  one does anything to harm the brand
 And this gift  is an illusion, this isn't hard
Absolutely  anyone can play  the fucking guitar
 Oh yeah  we mean it
 We hate the kids
Useless  children genuflecting
To  the idols who exploit them
Open  mouthed and arsed expecting
Some  god to anoint them
Dance  Dance Dance to this radio  tonight
 And there's always  a monk to get set on fire
 And there's always  a crackhead charismatic liar
 And there's always  a depth to which you can aspire
 And there's always  a teenager due  to expire
Pop  had a beginning, it grew and was tended
Now  it is rotten. Let it be ended.
 Let every  hopeless case that every drummer befriended,
Every  seven-inch that every student  intended
 Every groupie  and ligger and identity seeker
 Every druggy  and drinker and every loudspeaker
 Be done  with, be piled up, tossed, set alight
No  more music, thank you and goodnight.

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Readable chord sheet for We Hate The Kids by The Indelicates

[D]

[D]Every generation gets fooled again
And [A]every generation is the same
And its [Bm]no good saying its not in your name
[G]  'cause [A]it is in your name
And [D]this generation is to blame
And [A]this generation is the same
And I'm [Bm]sorry that I can't join in any more
[G]But I've been let down [A]too many times be[G]fore
Oh [A]yeah we mean it
[D]  We hate the [Bm]kids
So [G]dance dance dance to this [A]radio to[D]night

I [D]wanted to believe in rock'n'roll stars
I [A]wanted to believe in contemporary art
I [Bm]wanted to aspire to a higher path
[G]  But [A]there's no higher path
It was [D]ever thus, and it was ever you
And it's [A]ever us because we'll do it too
And we're [Bm]sorry to the all the disinherited meek, and
We're [G]sorry for this con-trick that we [A]play on the people
[G]  Oh [A]yeah we mean it
[D]  We hate the [Bm]kids
So [G]dance dance dance to this [A]radio to[D]night  [G]     [A]

And [D]nobody ever comes alive
And the [A]journalists clamour round glamour like flies
And [Bm]boys who should know better grin and get high
[G]With fat men who once [A]met the MC5
And [D]no one discusses what they don't understand
And [A]no one does anything to harm the brand
And this [Bm]gift is an illusion, this isn't hard
[G]Absolutely anyone can [A]play the fucking gui[G]tar
Oh [A]yeah we mean it
[D]  We hate the [Bm]kids
[G]Useless children genuflecting
[A]To the idols who exploit them
[G]Open mouthed and arsed expecting
[A]Some god to anoint them
[G]Dance Dance Dance to this [A]radio to[D]night  [G]     [A]

[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]

And there's [D]always a monk to get set on fire
And there's [A]always a crackhead charismatic liar
And there's [Bm]always a depth to which you can aspire
And there's [G]always a teenager [A]due to expire
[D]Pop had a beginning, it grew and was tended
[A]Now it is rotten. Let it be ended.
Let [Bm]every hopeless case that every drummer befriended,
[G]Every seven-inch that every [A]student intended
Every [D]groupie and ligger and identity seeker
Every [A]druggy and drinker and every loudspeaker
Be [Bm]done with, be piled up, tossed, set alight
[G]No more music, thank you and goodnight.

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