Princess of the Queens
You're the lost generation
You'll never compromise
Here's a superficial kiss
Now taste me with your eyes
Your'e the lost generation
Helpless and untrue
All this psycho-drama worship
Yeah baby, I'm talkin' ‘bout you!
Hey, the lost generation
Take a trip into the night
Close the door, the mood is right
Shed the fear that locks you in
Prepare for love, prepare for sin
Break the chains that keep you bound
I'll lift you up and tie you down
Play the part and feel the scene
I'll be your king if you're my queen
Hey, the lost generation
Writer/s: FRANK NARDIELLO, MARSTON DALEY
