I don’t know my friends anymore
They talk about music I’ve never heard
I feel like the Ramones
At Lollapalooza
I don’t know my friends anymore
All I got left is my own code
Like the Ramones
At Lollapalooza
I do it my way
Running wild in the streets
Lost in the crowd
Staring at my beer
Lost in the crowd
Standing in a straight line
Lost in the crowd
Generation X
Lost and not found
I guess I’m not the coolest I’m not hip
I look like I’m stuck in a bad trip
Like the Ramones
At Lollapalooza
You’ll see who I am, I feel out of place
I am just a barrage of pure hate
Like the Ramones
At Lollapalooza
I’m not the loser
Running wild in the streets
Lost in the crowd
Staring at my beer
Lost in the crowd
Standing in a straight line
Lost in the crowd
Generation X
Lost and not found
Lost and not found
Lost and not found
Lost and not found
Lost and not found