While Tumblr's getting comfy
Let's throw a huge rave and hit the floor
GTL, Jersey shore

Designer shades they're nothing new
I like your hair its super cute
Text me up and lets hang out

Take some pics upload them now
We aren't really friends but who really cares
Just keep all the lies ditch the truth and the dare

Your alternate reality?
Try you're biggest fallacy
The drugs the booze You Snooze and loose

and your life turns to the blues

New generation high expectations

Setting trends across the nation
Without knowing what we've done
A world of pride or a world of shame

Who's to judge its all the same
But I wouldn't trade a single day away


Fitting in that's what they call it
Being fake is that what it's all about?
This world is driving me crazy

But who knows I think I'm getting used to it
Copper tone, shade of tan
Those ugly shoes I'm not a fan

DUI and courtroom chairs
11 years now that's no fair
On a higher note hit the clubs

Start the tabs at local pubs
Its party time so don't look back at all
Make out in the bathroom stall

Later on we'll scan the mall
Buy expensive tops we won't wear twice
In Vegas we can roll the dice

Watch our bank accounts turn to ice
Credit cards no cash is how we roll


New generation high expectations
Cover girls without foundation
Now wouldn't that be raw

Brand new phones and tablets too
Still we can't find much to do
But I wouldn't trade a single day away


New generation high expectations
Fancy cars and no occupation

Can't feed the wife or kids
But we all get by while some get high
And tell the truth now that's a lie

But I wouldn't trade a single day away