Oh say, can you see how good they had it? Just like paradise for the naive privleged few cruising the minimum wage luxury amber waves on 50 cent pops and 300 dollar cars drinking and driving on 20 cent a gallon gas sucking up the sun that shined only for us. High school sweethearts never get the belly ache when you’re young dumb fat and happy. Star gazing shooting blanks, well who wants to hit those anyway? We had it all and we didn’t know all we had until we turned around and it was too late to keep flipping burgers. Daddy grabbed his Bible Belt and took us out back and said drop your drawers cowboy.