Many games ago, When radios reigned And the tube had two colors, We played tag in the rain And threw rocks at window panes Of abandoned homes; Just for the hell of it!
Many fads ago, When Afros reigned And the Ojays made Money In zoot suits and bell-bottoms, We shook our groove thang And showed them how to do it; Just for the hell of it!
Many rides ago, Before Beamers and Bentleys, When GM was King And MJ was just a Prince Of Pop, We did the bus stop And didn't stop 'Til we had enough; Just for the hell of it!
Many flicks ago, Before Spike did the right thing, And Sydney was king On the Big Screen, And MLK screamed from A balcony in Tennessee, And his blood stained a nation divided...