Lyrics

Seems like the crazy complex world is finally at my door,
strange actors on tv, they tell us who to vote for,
you're for us or against us, we're the angels they're the devil,
smilin bob, the enhancement man, high cholestral level.

But I would rather hear the Beatles, Kristofferson and Barry White.Sunday mornin comin down, My first, my last, my everything, you know it's been a hard days night.

I turned on the radio, tried to find my yesterday, but all i found was rappers and they took the songs away.
and nobody loves eachother and nobody understands,
theres an IPOD and a cell phone, the seventies are over, man.

I miss the Mothers of Invention, Frank Zappa and the Doors.
Otis Redding, Sam and Dave, when all Motown was the rave, how eclectic, Leslie Gore.

Yesterday, time was a stately tick-tock,
that passed thru a dignified, grandfater clock.
now dignity's de-valued and we'er all on the run,
as we race towards eternity with a frantic digital hum.

Nobody seems to have the time
to listen to Jim Croce
he had abottle full of time and when he turned it upside down,
we'd be singin Leroy Brown

I think I'll disconnect the TV,
sell it on EBAY,
vinyl spin Earth, Wind and Fire,
wear polyester attire,
and dance the night away.
I'm not living in the past,
life is passing way to fast and I'm missing yesterday.