Let Me Tell You I Get No Respect
Let Me Tell You I Get No Respect
What's wrong with society today let me say
It's not fashionable anymore to hold open the door
You just nod your heads and claim that was so 1964
Through field and stream were living in the land of mean
Snap shot moments of celebrity's in their prime
It was the 80's and everyone was dropping and doing a line
Let me tell you I get no respect said the famed of Rodney D,
Flip flops were all the rage with hair spray in the ladies braids
Regarding those times we would often stand in line
The high gas prices & hostages being held in Iran
We waited for somebody with a voice to stand
Waiting in the sidelines for a fitting master plan
Graves were being dug many people in the trenches
I called suicide pevention & they put me on hold
Now you will do as you are told until the rights to you are sold
Theatres being filled with the likes of Jaws & Star Wars,
People were getting busy while on the dance floor at Studio 54
Warhol had his campbell soup cans one man with a plan
Let me tell you I get no respect in a new wave culture in a mess
Shattered dreams filtered through the scene filled with evil schemes
The likes of Frank Sinatra was still the thrill of us all
Back then all the heads stayed put at their local mall
Take me back to those days of the past so much fun that it would last
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2016
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