Kristin Lems The Fifties Sound
They say the fifties are comin again! Get out my bobby socks and run to the gym! The fifties band has got them out on the floor - Hey wait! I been through this nightmare before! Those olden days were not so golden you know Girls who got in trouble, they had nowhere to go Couldn't take their lives into their own hands Spent their time a swoonin over rock n roll bands In those days colored people knew their place Didn't try to barge into the human race But Elvis and the others picked up all their cues And made a million dollars singing white boy blues Whoa Whoa - whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa They're dancing to what oppressed us 20 years ago. Girls wore thick makeup, boys wore thick grease If you didn't have a steady, you were never at east Swearin and sex, they were mortal sins - Why the hell you think we brought the sixties in? Everybody looked and thought and talked the same And learned all of the details of the dating game Boys, they were lettermen or else they were queer If they were small or shy they lived in constant fear chorus Think of all the folks who miss the fifties sound The millionaires whose profits have been going down For the ku klux klan, those were the good ole' days And back then, women really knew their place Administrators missed the days when students obeyed Didn't meddle in the world the grownups had made The Pentagon's nostalgic for the days of yore When every kid would rush to join their latest war! So all you kids soakin up the scene Sorry to break in on your American dream But we lived through it and it ain't no fun: No one's gonna take back what we won! Chorus Teen angel, teen angel, rest in pieces! words and music by Kristin Lems c MCMLXXXIII Kleine Ding Music (BMI)