Used To Be - Charlene, Stevie Wonder

Superman was killed in Dallas

There’s no love left in the palace

Someone took the Beatles’lead guitar

Have another Chivas Regal

It’s 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 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 place

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 pay we’ve got a few

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, woh-oh-oh-oh

Can you picture me?

Does your preacher pray?

Does your president have soul?

Have you heard a real good ethnic tale today?

Mama took to speed and daddy ran away

But you must’nt lose control

Let’s cut the class

I got some grass

The kids are wild, we just can’t tame them

Do we have the right to blame them?

Pethanol are in to snitch them

We’ve rigged their minds with television

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

But believe that love can sing tomorrow

Believe the truth can make us free

Someone tried to say it, then we nailed Him to the cross

I guess it’s still the way it used to be.