Some things are left better as they are.
Be happy for what you have and where you're at!

Pledge allegiance to the flag
a good thing.
Prayer in school, O.K. it makes
you think,
keep you loose and not up tight,
Children played instead of
getting in fights!
Polyester, gaberdine, and bell
botton pants,
hip huggers for lovers, long hair,
bushy afros's time for romance.
Arcadia roller rink Penny Arcade
so many games.
The Graystone Ballroom did enhance,
Ray Charles, Temptations, Beatles
everybody dance!
College kids voice wow, loud uproar!
leaving America protesting,
the Vietnam war!
Seeking peace and moonlight thrills,
in Toronto, Canada somewhere
in the hills.
And now we've graduated to door beds,
and weed rollers, sniffing credit cards.
Roach clips and cigarette holder!
The lost lives and havoc of war,
what the hell for!
Cocaine only confuse hide the
pain inside,
wreck bodies where agent orange reside!
So close to the grave veterans
finally getting paid!
Yes, in V.A. hospital across America!
I say to stay free, what a cost
for liberty!
The dollar amount and body count,
they just don't add up you see.
The missing in action still they cry,
across continents or some
forbidden sea!
The space shuttle Challenger
never made it.
Christy McCauley and crew space their
final frontier.
Their deaths penetrated soul everywhere.
If only earth could satisfy us here!
The violence permeates smothers
many city streets.
Columbine high school children
killing to compete.
Please give me long hair, hippy days.
Unless you can show us better ways,
until then I accept the old
school ways and days.
I want them (A.S.A.P.) As Soon
As Possible!