AB:

Coming home to a city full of hateful people there,
That ain't fun,
I needed time ,
but time was ruined and spared,
My friends use to be chill,
But now carry around guns,
If only I could rewind,
Back to a time,
When everything was fine,
When everything didn't cost so much,
All you needed was quarters , nickels and dimes,
Not like today,
When my mother doesn't have the time,
Looking at it,
Like I'll never have a better future,
But so it told,
And with hate,
They want to introduce exposure,
To a world of bad memories,
Life full of enemies,
I wish I could make it better,
By time traveling.

WSQF:

i remember baby ruths for a fifth of a quarter
when the streets didn't need all this law and order
when martin luther appeased the masses
and the politicians didn't show their *****
when kennedy gave all of us hope
and the whole world wasn't high on dope
i like the woolworths reataurant
the five and dime was my favorite haunt
and the only thugs who carried guns
were the mafia types...you know the ones
i think this world is at full scream
somehow we lost that american dream
and if i had one wish i would unravel
time as we know it for that backward travel.