Times R Changin Rearrangin

times ‘r changin’ rearrangin’ everything here to mars stars, bars ‘n cars rollin’ trains, planes ‘n internet games farmin ‘n cyber space races ‘n places r leaving no traces of who or what we might have once been before more open doors 2 technology never dreamed of a mere few minutes ago but what do u know the way the wind blows here we go again, new friends talking on star trek recorders like kirk n mr spock n the real mccoy used 2 pretend on tv when today its apples n ipads not all bad instead of tinker toys 4 girls n boys n hi-teck etch a sketch’n cowboys n njins n gps bcuz we’re lozin our sense of spelin n direction with all this friggin new txtng forgettin how 2 read a map and find our ways back home from rite around the corner cuz i’m afraid our civilization may be improvin n sum ways but degradin n others n 1 more thing witches more or less personal 2 i guess 2 every1 but god whoze disappearin at a rapid rate which may be a big miss take bcuz if we remove him from the equation we may be losin’ our collective soul n it won’t take longer than a lickity split to say adios a- merika that’s it