I know what's wrong with the youth of today
Wondering lost, it's true what they say
And who is to blame? T.V and magazines
They would have you believe every day is halloween
Why when i was a kid, playing in the ditches
Living in fear of Satan and the witches
The whole world was made of wood smelt like gasoline
The days were at least twice as long and the grass was green
Running for my life, I was cursed by a talking snake
I'd walk all day and throw rocks across the bottomless lake
There was a killer in the woods who would whistle
Once in a while I could hear him shoot his pistol
And the other kids hated me
But like a martyr I drove myself harder and harder
Blood in my eyes, scrubbing to get the dirt off
I didnt say much, didnt like to take my shirt off
I was quick but I didnt know the meaning of pain yet
I would visit Father Bob and he would show me his train set
Tell me a story, offer me a glass of milk
Send me on my way with a question to ask myself
The rain didnt bother me the search had meaning
Church was good but I'd rather be dreaming
High speed horseshoes, harnesses and heavy strain
The problem is today they got an answer for everything
4-6-3 an X, an O
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch, a kick
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes, a no
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
Learing the words, turning the double play
Doing some damage in my own subtle way
I've been all over I've seen too much
I no longer feel the need to rush
I'm upside down; I'm inside out
Broken glass all in my mouth
Cut wide open and everybody knew why
Cause when it comes to rockin' something fierce
Mmm, do I!
4-6-3 an X, an O
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch, a kick
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes, a no
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
-Buck 65
Wondering lost, it's true what they say
And who is to blame? T.V and magazines
They would have you believe every day is halloween
Why when i was a kid, playing in the ditches
Living in fear of Satan and the witches
The whole world was made of wood smelt like gasoline
The days were at least twice as long and the grass was green
Running for my life, I was cursed by a talking snake
I'd walk all day and throw rocks across the bottomless lake
There was a killer in the woods who would whistle
Once in a while I could hear him shoot his pistol
And the other kids hated me
But like a martyr I drove myself harder and harder
Blood in my eyes, scrubbing to get the dirt off
I didnt say much, didnt like to take my shirt off
I was quick but I didnt know the meaning of pain yet
I would visit Father Bob and he would show me his train set
Tell me a story, offer me a glass of milk
Send me on my way with a question to ask myself
The rain didnt bother me the search had meaning
Church was good but I'd rather be dreaming
High speed horseshoes, harnesses and heavy strain
The problem is today they got an answer for everything
4-6-3 an X, an O
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch, a kick
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes, a no
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
Learing the words, turning the double play
Doing some damage in my own subtle way
I've been all over I've seen too much
I no longer feel the need to rush
I'm upside down; I'm inside out
Broken glass all in my mouth
Cut wide open and everybody knew why
Cause when it comes to rockin' something fierce
Mmm, do I!
4-6-3 an X, an O
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch, a kick
And I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes, a no
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death
And i can't think of a better way to end the day
-Buck 65
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I don't know if you have been following the show lately, but the last one they did was an "All-Star" Survivor. Richard was there, and actually got in a fight with a shark while fishing. The shark bit him - and he bit it right back before subduing it and bringing it back to be eaten by his tribe. Upon hearing the story, one of his tribemates asked the following question: "Is it okay to call a gay man a stud?"
I also had an idea for the post-merger game, but it's for reward - something that will allow us to bring in the siginificant others of the contestants.
I don't know what's wrong with these kids today!
Kids!
Who can understand anything they say?
Kids!
They a disobedient, disrespectful oafs!
Noisy, crazy, dirty, lazy, loafers!
While we're on the subject:
Kids!
You can talk and talk till your face is blue!
Kids!
But they still just do what they want to do!
Why can't they be like we were,
Perfect in every way?
What's the matter with kids today?
Kids!
I've tried to raise him the best I could
Kids! Kids!
Laughing, singing, dancing, grinning, morons!
And while we're on the subject!
Kids! They are just impossible to control!
Kids! With their awful clothes and their rock an' roll!
Why can't they dance like we did
What's wrong with Sammy Caine?
What's the matter with kids today!