[00:00.000] 作词 : Paul Westerberg
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Paul Westerberg
[00:02.708]Ohhh!
[00:13.368]
[00:13.626]God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
[00:18.848]Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
[00:25.396]Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled
[00:30.888]It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
[00:36.646]
[00:36.903]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[00:42.052]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[00:49.683]The daughters and the sons
[00:54.408]
[00:56.503]Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom
[01:03.325]Elvis in the ground, no way he'll be here tonight
[01:08.834]Income tax deduction, one hell of a function
[01:15.138]It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
[01:20.370]
[01:20.625]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[01:26.916]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[01:33.167]Now the daughters and the sons
[01:36.592]
[01:37.636]Unwillingness to claim us
[01:43.672]Ya got no warrant to name us
[01:47.085]
[01:59.957]The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest
[02:11.680]And visit their graves on holidays at best
[02:17.679]The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please
[02:23.445]If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them
[02:29.209]
[02:30.264]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[02:36.558]Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
[02:43.323]Daughters and the sons
[02:47.223]
[02:49.848]Young
[02:51.164]Of young
[02:55.639]Young
[02:59.043]Young
[03:02.445](Young)
[03:05.848]Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours
[03:08.672]Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours
[03:12.352]Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours

作词 : Paul Westerberg
作曲 : Paul Westerberg
Ohhh!
God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground, no way he'll be here tonight
Income tax deduction, one hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Now the daughters and the sons
Unwillingness to claim us
Ya got no warrant to name us
The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest
And visit their graves on holidays at best
The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please
If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Daughters and the sons
Young
Of young
Young
Young
(Young)
Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours, take it, it's yours