For Neil H Cronk We Are The People Our Parents Warned Us About I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy grad That was the way that my parents perceived me Those were the plans that they had Though I couldnt fit the part too dumb or too smart Aint it funny how we all turned out I guess we are the people our parents warned us about You know I could have worked the rigs when the money was big Or hopped a freighter south to Trinidad And when they tried to draft me I earned a college degree Buyin time till things were not so bad But when I got a guitar found a job in a bar, playin acid rock til I was numb Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come. We are the people they couldnt figure out We are the people our parents warned us about Hey hey, Gardner McKay, take us on the leaky Tiki with you Clear skies bound for Shanghai, sailin on the ocean blue Now I got quarters in my loafers tryin to fight inflation When it only used to take a cent Sometimes I wish I was back in my crashpad days before I knew what cash flow meant Seems everybodys joggin or heavy into health shit Dont tell me that I ought to get rolffed Cause I love cajun martinis and playin afternoon golf We are the people there isnt any doubt We are the people they still cant figure out We are the people who love to sing Twist and Shout (Shake it up, Baby now) We are the people our parents warned us about.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 03:22:32 +0000
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