Alice Cooper - Son of Billion Dollar Babies [Outtake]

Please clean the plate, dear
The Lord up there can see ya
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and
Poisons and needles
Kindergarten people - they use 'em
They need 'em
The over-indulgent machines were
Their children there wasn't a way down on
Earth there to cool 'em
'Cause they look just like humans
At Kresges and Woolworths
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets
Sayin' generation landslide close the
Gap between 'em

And I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies lada da da da

Militant mothers hiding in the basement
Using pots and pans as their
Shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles thrown from
Pink high chairs as Mothers' Lib burned
Birth certificate papers

And I laugh to myself at
The men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us
Billion dollar babies lada da da da

Written by:
ALICE COOPER, DENNIS DUNAWAY, GLEN BUXTON, MICHAEL BRUCE, NEAL SMITH

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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