The beat goes on....

The beat goes on
The beat goes on

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da

Seems, the more things change, the more they stay the same. (Uh-huh)

When you have reached the age Uh-huh
History has turned the page Uh-huh
The mini-skirt's the current thing Uh-huh
Teeny bopper is our new born king Uh-huh

And the beat goes on
The beat goes on

Whaddever the current rage is.. The Motorola Atrix 4G.. Multiplayer, Touchpad, hell I dunno

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da

The grocery stores are super marts Uh-huh
Little girls will break their hearts Uh-huh
And men still keep on marching off to war
Electrically they keep their baseball score

Seems not much that has changed since Sonny wrote it,
Cher sung it in 1967.

Then... ya take a closer peek at 1967. The Doors first album. Aretha wails Respect... Ali refuses military service.. “We” protest Viet Nam.. Elvis/Priscilla marry.. First ATM debuts... Race riots dot the land.. Evil Knievel crashes in Vegas.. Born: Nicole Kidman, John Smoltz, Keith Urban, Jamie Foxx, Anna Nicole Smith, .. gone: Jack Ruby, Spencer Tracy, John Coltraine, Carl Sandburg, Basil Rathbone, Otis Redding,


And the beat goes on
The beat goes on

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da

Then.. I reckon you take a closer look at price then... and kinda-sorta compare to wages/cost nowadays... New house: $24,600.. Movie ticket $1.20... Packa cigs 30 cents.. New car $2750...

Grandma's sitting chair's in reminisce
Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss
The cars keep going faster all the time
Bum still cries, "Hey buddy have you got a dime?"

On this, I happen to love Yogi Berra's take.. God Bless Yogi, the beat goes on.. His quote “a nickel ain't worth a dime any more.”.. Boys do still chase women.. Grandparents, they are us... we do reminisce.. and why not.. 1967 was vogue/wonderful..

And the beat goes on
The beat goes on

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da

As I drove around Liberty tonight.. I closed my eyes and wished “Geez, I wish for one day, ONE DAY, I could get behind the wheel and drive around 'back in 1967' (or whenever back then).. “Nuh uh! THAT's the Janicke's house.. that WILL ALWAYS be the Janicke's house.. Dave, Gary, Joann, Bill”... and it gets hazy as the years pass.. who lived where.. I would pay bunches, to return to 1967 for a trip around Liberty...

And the beat goes on (Yes the beat goes on)
And the beat goes on (And the beat goes on, on, on....)
The beat goes on
And the beat goes on

Life is really-sorta fantastic. The more stuff changes... towns, roads, who lives where - in what houses, populations, electronics, current rages, fashion trends, celebs, schools of thought, parenting, “childrening”, school, music, et al...

The more the beat goes on. Happy day, love Victurd.