Take it all back for old times sake
music not rile
house parties jumpin
no second guessing who's fake
Just getting down
to whatever the sound
no foot funking
only clean steps
Feeling happier in the party room
Hip was hoppin
R&B soul in newborns birthed

Then the music changed
Brothers & Sisters
two jobs deep no sleep
rigmarole recycled repetitions
a sratch made the record bad
sounding sad
sounding sad
UNCLE SAM
UNCLE SAM

Green eggs & ham
kids without food
no homes
no
this song
is not the same anymore

Then to make it all the more
worse
you've returned
to hold my hand, but
I let it go

see our world
need you & I more
not the tired song
here to be
aired on a radio

midget souls
we will never grow taller.