False promises, undeserved praise--
Products of those that engineer their
Own destiny, but don't have to pay for it.
You hoped to make your getaway.
Take a permanent vacation.
But you've been asking the same questions
Your 20-something neighbor has been asking.
You, who live in a one-room, high-rent
Flat. While across the street coffee's
Served with a label. Here the 70's are
Alive, kicking. You could wear your Momma's
Polyester, your Daddy's platforms.
So why's life so complicated?
Why couldn't we all wear crowns?
Be queens and kings?
Be a little irresponsible?
Wear yellow smile buttons and tell the
Prez not to get so heavy?
Couldn't we just start the world over again?
Have a life before television?