Talkin' Big Chill Blues

Hey, it's been so good to me Honey, now I'm starting to see That it's not all it's cracked up to be We marched in the streets, protested the war Fought racism, sexism, chose to be poor Tried Buddhism, Zen, TM, LSD Played guitars in the stars and vowed to stay free Confounded our elders, wanted none of their biz "Something's happenin' but they don't know what it is" Woodstock, Altamont, it's come to a head Got the bombings and the riots and the four students dead Heroin, speed, disband and disperse Nixon gets re-elected, it couldn't get worse Are you part of the problem or are you the solution? And don't put your faith in the old institutions! Hey, it's been so good to me Honey, now I'm starting to see That it's not all it's cracked up to be 1 1, 2 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3, 4 If I'm not for me then who will be? And if not now when? It's easy to see That by 1980 there's a new set of rules Now the winner is the guy with the Most Greater Fools Got a wife, gotta work, so it's understood Goodbye "Peace & Love" and hello "Greed Is Good"! First I got a Mercedes and then a McMansion Now how is that not economic expansion? Come home late each night kids already in bed I look down at my voter card and it's all stamped in red Is it good for the planet? Hell, I don't know But I'm gettin' ahead and it's starting to show! Hey, it's been so good to me Honey, now I'm starting to see That it's not all it's cracked up to be Hello wife # 2 - hello kid # 4 If I worked any more I'd be dead on the floor It's a winner take all game - don't be a putz You see what they pay teachers? You'd have to be nuts To do that for a living So let's all praise the savior... And reward ourselves for our bad behavior! Cuz when you hold the door open, for guys like us You're throwing your own future under the bus But you held us up like a shining example Cuz you knew in your heart you were willing to trample On your friends and your neighbors if it filled up your purse... You're just pissed that you didn't think of it first Hey, it's been so good to me Honey, now I'm starting to see That it's not all it's cracked up to be My country has really asked nothing of me Since June 30, 1973 So I plundered her bounties, looted her stores And then had the chutzpah to come back for more My son's out of work again, he called to discuss He said "Thanks, old man, you left nothing for us." We were bright young kids full of thrills and excitement Now we're old, full of pills, under threat of indictment So damn deep inside it we can't see outside it And all the booze and the antidepressants can't hide it Cuz it's a mighty big chill you get down in your bones The day you realize YOU HAVE BECOME MR. JONES Hey, it's been so good to me Honey, now I'm starting to see That I'm not all I'm cracked up to be © 2015 Toby Hill Tunes