The Pepsi Generation
From behind screens and Coke Bottle dreams,
Lights buzzing on and off in the rain
Becoming one with the wind,
Puppets dance the tune.
Consumed by the rank smell of day-old funk and Coca fumes,
No longer found in Classic Red Cans…
It’s the Real One Baby!
Someone snorted or inhaled
Hearing the cracking sound of melting misery…
HE HAD TO MEDICATE THE PAIN
The pain, which never sleeps;
It never sleeps or ceases…
ANOTHER PEPSI GENERATION DOWN THE DRAIN
Musta lost the Coca Cola taste test….
Seems like my brains in some kinda time warp
They done reincarnated Marilyn Monroe…
Some ole teenaged sin sation turned sex symbol…
These damn cum-mercials done gone mad!
The boob tube remind me of a fuckin crack alley
Dope man always waiting to throw yet another pitch…
Somebody better scratch the itch before the shit
Hits the debt ceiling
Rotating in a funky room
And we are consumed by the
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