Charlene

Used to be

Charlene
Superman was killed in Dallas
there's no love left in the palace
Some one took the Beatles lead guitar

Have another Chevis Regal
Your twelve years old and sex is legal
Your parents don't know where or who you are

Used to be the hero of the ball game
Took the time to shake the losers hand
Used to be that failure only mean't you didn't try
In a world where people gave a damn

Great big wars in little places
Look at all those frightened faces
But don't come here we just don't have the room

Love thy neighbour's wife and daughter
Cleanse your life with holy water
We don't need to bathe we've got perfume
Used to be a knight in shining armour

Didn't have to own a shiny car
Dignity and courage were the measure of a man
Not the drugs he needs to hide the scars
Woh-oh-oh-oh, woh-oh, woh-woh

Can your teacher read, Does your preacher pray
Does your president have soul
Have you heard a real good ethnic joke today

Mama took her speed and daddy ran away
But you mustn't lose control
Let's cut a class, I've got some grass

The kids are wild, we just can't tame 'em
Do we have the right to blame 'em

Settle all our indecision
We've wrecked their minds with television
But what the hell their too young to feel pain
Oh, but I believe that love can save tomorrow
I believe that truth can make us free
Some one tried to say it and we nailed him to a cross
I guess it's still the way it used to be

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