Lyrics：Joan Baes
Music：Joan Baes
Arranger：Carl Sealove/Tai-Ming Lee
we are the children of the 80's, havn't we grown
we are tender as the lotus and we are tougher than the stone
and the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden
we like the music of the 60's
it's the rolling stones, the beatles, and the doors
flower children, wookstock, and the war
oh, but it's getting harder to deceive us
and we don't care if dylan's gone to jesus
jimi hendrix is playing on
we know janis joplin was the rose
out of all the stuff she put in her arm
we're not alone
we are the children of the 80's, havn't we grown
we are tender as the lotus and we are tougher than the stone
and the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden
some of us of the sisters and brothers
would take a leather jackets and a single golden earing
hang out at discos, rock shows lose our hearing
take uppers, downers, bules and reds and yellows
out brains are turning to jello
we are looking forward to the days
when we live inside of a purple haze
and the salvation of soul
is a rock-and-roll
we are the children of the 80's, havn't we grown
we are tender as the lotus and we are tougher than the stone
and the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden
recently have you looked in our eyes
maybe with your conscience and disquise
we're well-informed and we are wise
please stop telling us lies
we know afghanastan's invaded
and we know el salvador dictated
on, but our lives have just begun
we are the warriors of the sun
with the golden boys and the folden girls
for a better world
we are the children of the 80's, havn't we grown
we are tender as the lotus and we are tougher than the stone
and the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden