When Wendy went to Berlin, she’s end up at the sex club
When a guy come with a whip
He says “Come on, come with me baby, I’ll show how we do it here
And you will never quit”
Julia never came back, she’s staying at the rave
Still riding on the wave
Over here she found a home, now she’ll never be alone
On the east side of the wall
We are the last generation
From the old world
Come on
Eric jumps into his car for a crazy ride on the freeway
He’s bringing all the pharmacy, he drives me to the best party of LA
“CIA LSD”, it’s how we call this guy in the country
He such a crazy, crazy boy, so busy, trippy, trippy guy
And that’s so fucking sick
We are the last generation
from the old world
Come on
We are the last generation
from the old world
Come on
Come on
My generation
Come on
My generation
Come on
Come on