Tuesday, June 10, 2025

Used to be. song by Charlene and Stevie Wonder ‧ 1982

 

Superman was killed in Dallas

There's no love left in the palace

Someone took the Beatle's lead guitar

Have another Chivas Regal

You're twelve years old and sex is legal

Your parents don't know where or who you are

Used to be the hero of the ballgame

Took the time to shake the loser's hand

Used to be that failure only meant 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 neighbor's wife and daughter

Cleanse your life with holy water

You don't need to bathe, we've got perfume

Used to be a knight in shining armor

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 scar,

Oh woh woh woh oh 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 musn't lose control,

Let's cut the class,

I got some grass

The kids are wild we just can't tame 'em

Do we have the right to blame them?

Fed them all our indecisions

We wrecked their minds with television

But what the hell, they're too young to feel pain

But I believe that love can save tomorrow

Believe the truth can make us free

Someone tried to say it, then we nailed Him to a Cross

I guess it's still the way it used to be

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