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Can you remember all these lyrics? - Born in the Wrong Generation (OFFICIAL DEMO RECORDING)

Jenna Accoustic

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Can you remember all these lyrics? - Born in the Wrong Generation (OFFICIAL DEMO RECORDING)

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Jenna Accoustic
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Lyrics - Yeah, line ’em up! Turn it up! Remember Friday nights heading down to the Blockbuster store? Netflix showed up in envelopes before we knew what it was for. Remember the phone hung on the wall, not a pocket-sized show That you pull out at dinner just to let everybody know? We had fun out on the town, made friends standing in line At the park or counter, anywhere would do just fine. Nobody staring blank through a blue-lit glow, Living life in real time, not an algorithm show. ’Cause I was born in the wrong generation! Watching common sense slip out of this nation! Slap a beat, stomp the floor till it shakes, I’m sick and damn tired of what this world takes! Yeah, line ’em up, turn it up, scream the frustration— I was born in the wrong generation! Remember real food before the chemical mess? When “natural ingredients” wasn’t something you’d guess? And the politics game didn’t hijack your screen With every big mouth acting like a drama queen. Now the music on the radio gets cut down for a trend, Built for ten-second dances, not a tune you’d let spin. Where’s the heart? Where’s the grit? Where’s the spark? ’Cause I was born in the wrong generation! Watching common sense slip out of this nation! Slap a beat , stomp the floor till it shakes, I’m sick and damn tired of what this world takes! Yeah, line ’em up, turn it up, scream the frustration— I was born in the wrong generation! Remember family TV night, everybody on the rug? Now everybody’s streaming half a paycheck, a ditch they dug. Concerts used to be fun with a ticket in your hand, Less crowded, real sound, just you and the band. Debt keeps climbing, moms working stretched thin, Schools teach the test, but they don’t teach what to live in. College ain’t a blessing if you don’t know where to go— Stuck holding a ball with nowhere to throw. They drain every dollar! They steal every view! They charge for the living Then tell you what to do! ’Cause I was born in the wrong generation! Watching common sense slip out of this nation! Slap a beat, stomp the floor till it shakes, I’m sick and damn tired of what this world takes! Yeah, line ’em up, turn it up, scream the frustration— I was born in the wrong generation! Bring our sports back home. Let go of the phones. Physical world or no world at all. I was born in the wrong generation.