There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down What a field-day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly say, hooray for our side It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid You step out of line, the man come and take you away We better stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, now, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down
I was just thinking while reading the above that the more things change, the more they stay the same. :dunno:
Then there's this... Looked in my laptop what did I see A flashing message said today therapy Rather walk through fire Than converse with my shrink But I'm getting better That's what some people think Talk about denial And dysfunctional things Head's like a bell somedays It dongs and it dings My brain playing tricks on me It likes to shift gears Spend lots of money But I'm tackling my fears Chorus Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost These are the things that terrify me the most No aliens, psychopaths or MTV hosts Scares me like vampires, mummies and the Holy Ghost Had a dream last night Took a time traveling ride Back to my childhood Where those monsters reside They snack on innocence And dine on self-esteem But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream Chorus I was never ever frightened By the murderer on our block He nurtured orchids and raised hamsters The neighborhood is still in shock La, la, la, la, la... So many dragons lurking out in the fog So many crazy people mumblin' monologues It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read I need protection from the things in my head Chorus gee...guess who?
