Generation Y

	  		B C  
Four o'clock in the morning and my coffee got cold  
B C# E F#  
And I?ve been watching the street lamps flick off with the dawn  
B C# E F#  
So I take a deep breath inwards and my hair?s pulled down my throat  
B C# EF#  
I look up at the sky ask "do you mind if I smoke?"  
 
B C# EF# (x3)  
La da da  
C# E F#  
Talkin? bout degeneration  
 
B C# E F#  
And what about democracy and what about equality  
B C# E F#  
We?re all asking the age old question so what about me?  
B C# E F#  
And we turn to face the cameras pointing knives towards each others back  
B C# E  
Saying I?m a product of my generation You could make a film about that  
B C# E F#  
And the bigwigs down on fleet street are cashing in on this parade  
B C# E F#  
Selling hot dogs by disaster zones counting every dollar made  
B C# E F#  
And we pay out for the gossip and the latest on our own demise  
B C# E F#  
Like the prints supposed to be our ears like the screens supposed to be our eyes  

 
G#m  
You said that it meant nothing  
F#  
You said that you just met her  
G#m  
Well as far as your excuses go baby  
F#  
You could do better 
 
Chorus