Originally, I intended to give the song a more positive direction by adding a text for the bridge which would basically tell that not all has been lost since our children turned out alright. Also, I experimented with lines like "though our intentions went down the drain - we're happy buggers all the same". The ending 'ain' offers plenty of rhyming options. I collected words like: gain, brain, feign, vein, vain, same, plain, main, reign, maintain, contain, sustain, complain, obtain, etc.
Well the outcome was as ironic and rather negative as the verses. I also exchanged 'families' in the chorus with 'marrying', so the reference to official conventions is clearer. Here's the complete text:
we propagated free love, despised the bourgeois family
although we had enough to do struggling with our jealousy
freedom was alright as long it mainly was meant just for me
we had high expectations
were reaching for the stars
we did not think of marrying,
pot bellies, or posh cars.
we were proud to be surrounded by a mob of enemies,
mistrusted all authorities, would destroy all hierarchies
our overall ideal was a life in total anarchy
we had high expectations
were reaching for the stars
we did not think of marrying,
pot bellies, or posh cars.
we protested 'gainst a culture of conspicious consumption
bein' able to live just on grass based on a large assumption
we had our time of love and peace, but soon we had to function
we had high expectations
were reaching for the stars
we did not think of marrying,
pot bellies, or posh cars.
the truth is simple and quite plain
our intentions all went down the drain
all our protests were in vain
nothings's left that would sustain
we had high expectations
were reaching for the stars
we did not think of marrying,
pot bellies, or posh cars.