"Mr. America, walk on by your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by the minds that won't be reached
Mr. America try to hide the emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of HUNGRY FREAKS DADDY!"
The question they were asking back in 1966: "What will you do when the label comes off, and the plastic's all melted, and the chrome is too soft?"
While you have most certainly heard the Pete Seeger version, have you heard the original Malvina Reynolds version from 1961? She really has the quite the voice.
Now that's some big Detroit iron from the late 1970s, something that screams land-yacht like nothing else from that era.
Seeing people chop silage, even if it's not in New York yet, makes me sad, because it means the summer is coming to a close.