"Penny For Your Thoughts" as written by and Peter Kenneth Frampton....
Nobody picks up a penny anymore
The old signs are now new stores
Sale, sale, there's one in every door
It's a wonder I don't go out anymore
There's houses where the trees used to be
Oil cans in the sea

Bottled water for a fee
Hostages that were once free
Meter maids they're never on strike
Traffic jams up and down the pike
$400 bucks just to buy a bike
$50 more for the kryptonite

Dinner is cold and so is your date
The grateful dead are now forty eight
We're all trying to watch our weight
With tofu and granola
There's pizza pads on every ave
Eighteen movies and they're all bad

Your favorite group is now a fad
Heck the whole world's gone mad
Why, look at baseball it just isn't the same
Pete rose ought to change his name
After all he bet on the game
Money's more important than the hall of fame?

Manager's, agents, they have no heart
Cutbacks, setbacks, tear you apart
The bills are paid but the car won't start
Leave it in the yard, call it art
Sunny days yes there are those
But what's the use when you have to wear clothes

Cake white junk on your nose
And all the spots where the cancer grows
Well I've tried real hard but it's no use
I'll stay at home with no excuse
Talk to my dog who speaks the truth
And protect myself from the murderers

And the fast food restaurants
The stabbers
The want to be debutantes
The escapees
Who concrete parking lots
It's a wonder I don't go out anymore


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"Penny for Your Thoughts" as written by Peter Kenneth Frampton

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