What has happened to the youth of today…
Question:
Are those long pants or short pants…
If their long pants their too short…
If their short pants their too long…
LOL
The Who’s song ‘Can You See the Real Me’ illustrates the reality that many of us are unaware of:
I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink.
I sit and tell him about my weekend,
But he never betrays what he thinks.
Can you see the real me, doctor?
I went back to my mother
I said, “I’m crazy ma, help me.”
She said, “I know how it feels son,
‘Cause it runs in the family.”
Can you see the real me, mother?
The cracks between the paving stones
Look like rivers of flowing veins.
Strange people who know me
Peeping from behind every window pane.
The girl I used to love
Lives in this yellow house.
Yesterday she passed me by,
She doesn’t want to know me now.
Can you see the real me, can you?
I ended up with the preacher,
Full of lies and hate,
I seemed to scare him a little
So he showed me to the golden gate.
Can you see the real me preacher?
Can you see the real me doctor?
Can you see the real me mother?
Can you see the real me?
grapfhics over 14 years ago
A Goth social? Next a Tea Party?
McGehee over 14 years ago
Wait’ll you see the annual debutante ball.
jtviper7 over 14 years ago
What has happened to the youth of today… Question: Are those long pants or short pants… If their long pants their too short… If their short pants their too long… LOL
HabaneroBuck over 14 years ago
Vegas, you can’t criticize the directionless, unmotivated, nihilistic youth of today….you used “their” 4 times in place of “they’re”!
I always used to get a kick out of making a goth smile.
SherriannPederson over 14 years ago
The Who’s song ‘Can You See the Real Me’ illustrates the reality that many of us are unaware of:
I went back to the doctor To get another shrink. I sit and tell him about my weekend, But he never betrays what he thinks.
Can you see the real me, doctor?
I went back to my mother I said, “I’m crazy ma, help me.” She said, “I know how it feels son, ‘Cause it runs in the family.”
Can you see the real me, mother?
The cracks between the paving stones Look like rivers of flowing veins. Strange people who know me Peeping from behind every window pane. The girl I used to love Lives in this yellow house. Yesterday she passed me by, She doesn’t want to know me now.
Can you see the real me, can you?
I ended up with the preacher, Full of lies and hate, I seemed to scare him a little So he showed me to the golden gate.
Can you see the real me preacher? Can you see the real me doctor? Can you see the real me mother? Can you see the real me?