Silly bubbles,
amphibious
In the mothball smell of the beaded dress
The
OU kids, the marathon,
the bathtub gin, hungover don
The round -framed picture, the flat straw hat,
the long -nosed roadster and a mile -a -minute flat
The bell -bottomed beds, the fine silk vests,
a hall tucked away in a cedar chest
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
was n't it a bit like now?
Mama,
Dad, are all the memories really gone?
Gone are the best darned
times I'll bet you ever had
Instead of groovy, it was beam,
and cheap as its wild
It just doesn't seem that
dif ferent now
The why's are the same,
it's just a question of how
Doesn't it seem a little bit like now?
Pose this question to your arching brow
I'm all un dead
Cosmetic progress intensifies
The so cool look in my baby's eyes
The fire of kids, the kicks they're on
Obsolete sins,
new world's dawn
Three pictures for a quarter in your
Connolly hat
Jackrabbit cars on the
Bonneville flats
Slender ladies in their paisley vests
All tucked away in her vintage dress
Uh -huh -huh, uh -huh -huh,
uh -huh -huh -huh -huh -huh
Oh, oh, oh, what's a little bit like now?
Oh, mama, what's that?
mama, what's that?
Are all the memories really gone?
Gone are the best dark
times I bet you ever had
Instead of proving it was mean
and cheap as it's vowed
It just doesn't seem that different now
The why's are the same,
it's just a question of how
Doesn't it seem a little bit like now?
I pose this question to your arching brow
Oh
Ma, oh
Ma, not today
You