Generation Games from Dream Town by Paulo B.

The two of us, waiting in this room
In that special house you never built
Yes, we both know that it's only make believe
So I can kill you without any guilt

Father and son, both pit against each other
One punished for the past, one fighting for the future
Boy and man - yes, that's the plan
Who's first to die, man or boy?

Son, I'm gonna kill ya
Yes, father I will thrill ya
With all these games that we're about to play
A butcher's hook for me and a butcher's hook for you
In this dreamhouse that you built and left to decay

Hammers and blades
The tools of our trade
Nail gun and grinder
Our bloody reminder

You know I never liked you
You know I never lied to you
I just never told you anything at all

Son, I'm gonna kill ya
Yes, father I will thrill ya
With all these games that we're about to play
A butcher's hook for me and a butcher's hook for you
In this dreamhouse that you built...

Boy and man - that's the plan
Who's first to die, man or boy?

Evisceration, disintegration
Mutilation, humiliation

Son, I'm gonna kill ya
Son, I'm gonna kill ya
A butcher's hook for me, a butcher's hook for you
Boy and man - that's the plan
Who's first to die, man or boy?

• 70's
• Bowie
• Rock
• glam rock
• modern indie
• retro pop
• London