HISTORY TO ME by Tom Jensen
I remember when Ice Cube and T were black
And rapped...now they act...like crap...
I remember when The Rock he cooked
And then he'd call us all funny names
Eye brow raised with that funny look...
Now he acts...like crap…it’s a fact…
Everything is coming back
But changed...
They're calling it the same name
But it's strange...
I remember when it was cool to say hello
To somebody new I didn't know
Now they're all plugged in to their phones
Which is plugged in where? They don't know...
They don't care. I say hello. They don't say hello.
So I stare...
Uh Oh...
I need more than a good chiropractor
To fix this fractured broken soul
I need more than skilled psychiatrists
To bandage up these mentally slit wrists
And net all these knotted thoughts
I watch spin and twist out of my control
So look out… all up, down and around
Both near and far, hey you up there, look out below!
Everything is coming back
But changed...
They're calling it the same name
But it's strange...
I’m seeing so many faces playing charades
Believing they’ve found a new game in a new age…
Hahaha… It’s just history to me…
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