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i remember when men were men and women batted their lashes and that was a world, a great world but now it has turned to ashes i remember when men were g i joe and krauts and japs were patsies and the g i s stormed the beaches and saved the world from the nazis i remember when john wayne roamed the jungles of iwo jima and died like a hero at the alamo with other gallant old timers and dirty harry asked all punks if they felt lucky today and the punks were grateful he let them live because that was the american way but none of that remains because everything has changed now men are women and women are men and the world will never be the same again where are the mad scientists the vampires with their kisses the werewolves howling at the moon the heroes defying fate and doom they are only a little way down the road in history’s big green dumpster i see you there on top of the bridge but there is no need to jump, sir! every world that ever existed is down there in the street and if you listen to the clouds you can hear their dancing feet