No Mythologies To Follow (MO)

Born free, hanging in the trees And waiting for the duties coming for me All we ever do is count the time, following something Riddles in their diamond rings Please cure the disease Come on, baby, get a pretty picture of me While the world is dreaming about gold Digging in their holes, oh, digging in their sleepless dreams You make me wanna spit on your honor Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner To seek the fire and my desires If we could all just do as I do Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows We're the youth on our own Waiting for our call Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows Generation with no mythologies to follow Born free, who am I to be When nothing in the world will have to rely on me? I remember good old times, the starships in your eyes Now we're just getting drunk and die You make me wanna waste by our wonder Only the gods save you when I'm gone And we walk in fire like every riot And we do not know what to do Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows We're the youth on our own Waiting for our call Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows Generation with no mythologies to follow We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway Ride and ride until you're hollow We got no mythologies to follow Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh We got no mythologies to follow You make me wanna spit on your honor Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner To seek the fire and my desires If we could all just do as I do Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows We're the youth on our own Waiting for our call Where, where do we go? Where the, where the wind blows Generation with no mythologies to follow We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway Ride and ride until you're hollow We got no mythologies to follow