Fury in The Slaughterhouse - Every Generation Got It's Own Disease lyrics

The more we take the less we give

That's the modern way to live

And someone says live fast die young

But the time runs always faster son

Diseases come diseases go

Welcome to the final show

Let's shake hands with plastic gloves

And watch out for the last white doves

And believe me every generation

Got its own disease

And I've got mine so help us plese

I think that I'm to young to die

Love that girl and say goodbye

Change the girls like underwear

Using bodies without care

The love has gone and what we've got?

A sweet perfume of sex and blood

and believe me, baby

every generation got its own disease

and I've got mine

so help me please