LYRIC

Baby you don’t have to die,
To be reborn.

Rejecting every change in your turning life,
Means that hard times are still in store.

That’s not a star,
It’s a satellite.
And if this lazy generation,
Makes a damned worth of difference it will be alright.

Baby you don’t have to die,
To be reborn.

You live in the book,
Or live in the bottle.
Your left hand is blind,
And your right is on the throttle.

There’s nothing you can take on the day you die,
That you didn’t have the day you were born.

That’s not a star,
It’s a satellite.
And if this lazy generation,
Makes a damned worth of difference it will be alright.

You can change if you want to.

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