Brian: The sixties brought the hippie breed And decades later things have changed indeed We've lost the values but we kept the weed You've got a lot to see.
The Reagan years have laid the frame For movies stars to play the Whitehouse game We're not to far from voting Feldman-Haim You've got a lot to see.
The town of Vegas has got a different face Because it's a family place with lots to do
Where in the fifties a man could mingle with scores Of all the seediest whores, well now his children can too.
You've heard it from the canine's mouth, The country's changed, that is except the South, and you'll agree
No one really knows, my dear lady friend, Just quite how it all will end So hurry cause you've got a lot to see.
The baldness gene was cause for dread But that's a fear that you can put to bed They'll shave your ass and glue it on your head You've got a lot to see
The PC age has moved the bar, Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com A word like "redneck" is a step too far The proper term is "Country Music Star" You've got a lot to see
Our flashy cell phones make people mumble gee whiz Look how important he is, his life must rule You'll get a tumor but on your sugery day The doc will see it and say "wow you must really be cool"
Tom Tucker: There's lots of things you may have missed
Adam West: Like Pee Wee and his famous wrist
Clevend: Or Sandy Duncan's creepy phony eye.
Neil Goldman: That awesome Thundercats cartoon.
Diane Simmons: Neil Armstrong landing on the moon.
Meg Griffen: Neil armstrong wait was he that trumpet guy?
Brian: So let's go see the USA They'll treat you right unless you're black or gay or Cherokee But you can forigve the world and its flaws And follow me there because You've still got a hell of a lot to see. You've got a lot to see.