So they called a united nations summit
To negotiate for peace on earth
And it may be idealistic baby
But I know what peace of mind is worth
Everybody aired their grievances
And they threw away the suture
They opened up all the wounds of the past
As they failed to find their way to the future
They said we'd better check the weather chart
Before we tie our colors to this mast
It's just too hard thinking about the future baby
So let's just get on with the past...
Sting
Slackers 90s: Land of the Frazzled, Home of the Frayed
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Above: interior of The Beehive on Pittsburgh's South Side, an expression of
Gen X and Slacker culture in the 1990s. Below: art on the walls of the
South S...
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