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Come gather 'round people, even you on the Net And admit that water is still rather wet The war is a quagmire, our country's in debt 'Cause we're still spendin' more than we're savin' And a Republican president still makes us fret Oh, the times, they haven't changed much
Come, mothers and fathers in large SUVs They're just station wagons with cupholder-ees Your sons and your daughters still won't eat their peas And teens speak some new form of English They think they know more than their parents, oh please Yeah, the times, they haven't changed much
Has My Lai become the new Abu Ghraib cell Our jeans that now flare once were bottoms that belled With rallies online 'stead of rallies that yell With shaved heads but no Hare Krishna And in spite of the lessons, I still sing like hell Oh, the times, they haven't changed much
The Boomers are still the largest gen yet Staring at monitors, not tv sets In AARP now, and not SDS With Botox to keep us from agin' And armed with Viagra, we still have more sex Oh, the times, they haven't changed (yawn) much (Backwoods) |
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