The Ghost Of A Thousand - Bored of Math lyrics

Can I get a scream From all the back row? A teeth shine and a bloodied chorus? Now help me I'm sailing off Off the edge of the f**ing feeling I really really really need forever All the days I spend in my youth A black lung, a black time A generation bored out of their minds It's a long dead thing God loves a dealing fiend It's a long dead thing God loves a screaming queen It's a long dead thing God loves us gold mine kings It's a long dead war Time to start sniffing glue again Punk rock needs you again Time to start spitting blood again Punk rock needs you What a dirty war Generations over and done A black lung, a black time A generation bored out of their minds Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Let's ride Light a match for the fires of hell Let's ride Generation X is dead