One , two, three, four, five, six

Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s

My mother cried when President Kennedy died
She said it was the communists but I knew better
Would they drop the bomb on us while we made love on the beach?
We were the class they couldn't teach 'cause we knew better

We were born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s

We freeze like statues on the pages of history
Living was never like this when we took all those GCEs
Oh, you opened the door for us and then you turned to dust
You don't understand us, so don't reprimand us
We're taking the future, we don't need no teacher
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
On guitar, Andy Summers
On the drum, Stewart Copeland
Thank you for human natural response
Thank you
Goodnight Boston
See you again

Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s

Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s
Born, born in the '50s

Here we go
Yeah, yeah