Learning curve as you age:
of money inside is the same.
Never meaning what they say now Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers In the back of a black limousine
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Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die That the other was to blame
Neither one will give in So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been It's a dirty rotten shame.
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Look around tell me what you see What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity To remember who I am
Cause you've given up your sanity For your pride and your vanity
Turns you sad on humanity And you don't give a da da da da da
For years our politics have served up the blame game, when government can find someone or somewhere to place the blame, they are happy. Not solving the problem, Just it is “HIS/HER” fault.