The Beat Generation

Some people like to rock. Some people like to roll But me, I like to sit around to satisfy my soul I like my women short. I like my women tall And that's about the only thing I really dig at all Yeah, wail, man, wail I belong to the beat generation I don't let anything trouble my mind I belong to the beat generation And everything's goin' just fine Weirdsville, yeah! Some people say I'm lazy and my life's a wreck But that stuff doesn't faze me, I get unemployment checks I run around in sandals, I never, ever shave And that's the way I wanna be when someone digs my grave What a beat in the White House I belong to the beat generation, yeah I don't let anything trouble my mind Sneaky Pete, yeah I belong to the beat generation When everything's goin' just fine [Dor, spoken:] Back on the road I once knew a man who worked from nine to five Just to pay his monthly bills was why he stayed alive So keep your country cottage, your house and lawn so green I just want a one-room pad where I can make the scene So out it's in I belong to the beat generation I don't let anything trouble my mind Like-a, I belong to the beat generation And everything's goin' just fine Oh, oh man, poetry and jazz, yeah I belong to the beat generation Yeah I don't let anything Now that's my story Trouble my mind, hey Hey, let's split for the coffee house I belong to the beat generation Man' we've made this scene long enough Oh yes, just fine I belong to the beat generation I don't let anything...