And people tried to put us down, when iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound. My generation sat the at mecca of malls, Times Square, I’m there, Viacom installs. So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, newyork man hollywood we ran like hell No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it’s on. So who agreed upon this cowboy Genghis Khan? The choice made, baby. Hey we take it back, logged in dropped out, MTV took track. They sold it back to us and claimed no correlation. The iMac, iPod, iGeneration. And I’m waiting for the day we can get out. The world is ours, that’s the story no doubt. Want to be more than info super highway traffic, want to be more than a walking demographic!
the I-GENERATION, knew organization, meant optimization, and unification, when imagination, gave participation, in creation of culture a manifestation