Please clean your plate dear, the Lord above can see you   Don't you know people are starving in Korea?   Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles   Kindergarten people, they used 'em, they need 'em   The over indulgent, machines were their children      There wasn't a way, down on earth here to cool 'em   'Cos they look just like humans, at Kresge's and Woolworths   But decadent brains were at work to destroy   Brats in batallions were ruling the streets and   Generation landslide, close the gap between 'em      And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies   Who never conceived those billion dollar babies      Militant mothers hiding in the basement   Using pots and pans, as their shields and their helmets   Molotov milk bottles, heaved from pink highchairs   While mothers 'lib burned, birth certificate papers   And dad gets his allowance, from his son and the dealer      Who's pubic to the world, but involved in high finance   Sister's out till five, doing banker son's hours   But she owns a Mazarotti, that's a gift from his father   Stop at full speed at one hundred miles per hour   The colgate invisible shield finally got 'em      But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies   Who never conceived those billion dollar babies