We are the ones, the now generation
The very ones they keep talking about
We are the few without a clue
The face in the crowd without a doubt

We are the social to the unconscious
We are the ones that sleep suicidal dreams
We are the few who out there among us
Have seen life roll around but don't know what it means

We are the line of the consumer
Set out to buy the latest thing
Not sure what we want so they must tell us
Letting us in on what we all need

We are the hope of the next generation
Taking ten fold beyond previously
Perhaps the end that's in the making
Not really sure what to believe

Except that we are the ones