Bbm F# black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination i got political inclinations to announce my soul shows art to me, but dollars says my radio G#m Ebm more fodder for the new lost generation but no way, if it doesn't scan with your accounts wall street liquid lunches showing us the way to go C#m F# i got a question to send you to the nearest closet i got some spiritual ideology for you why tolerate this numismatical polity? G# Ebm why can't you let us do it like JONI does it i know it's gotta correspond with the corporation view there isn't any other way, there isn't any other way, more's the pity F# there you go again, giving it your very best, you?re C#m Ebm trying so hard to make it sound like all the rest C# F# and as your factory sanctifies your wooden soul G# Ebm you gave us T.V. dinners, now it's T.V. rock 'n' roll Chorus 1: Bbm we're growing up F# we're growing up Eb G# Eb to radio musicola Vs 2 Chorus 2: Bm G we're growing up we're growing up E D to radio musicola (middle 8 or something) G E you can find it in the streets F you can find it in the elevators E Am you can find it where the ladies wash their hands F it emanates from little boxes on the wall and it'll Em A (Dm/Asus) E soon be coming in disposable tin cans Chorus 3: Bm G we're growing up we're growing up A E to radio musicola