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Blast From The Past Lyrics - Singles - Spork Kills

VERSE 1 

 

Model citizen, I've never even jaywalked 

And if my job we're given 'em I'd never need a day off 

And I don't have to dream of ever being paid more 

My extra salary goes to charities I save for 

Jump in my grey Ford and raise my thumb to the police squad 

Make sure I come to a complete stop 

Head to a sockhop, showing off my excellent foxtrot 

I'm home before it's dark, and it's not locked 

And Neighborhood Watch dropped in 

As I caught Sullivan's show while puzzling over stock options 

I'm patriotic, I even used to be an Eagle Scout 

We put out a flag on both mine and my beagle's house 

I like to read about politics and jesus now 

God believes democracy and communism freaks me out 

I scream, you scream everybody scream and shout 

For nice, clean-cut America and being proud 

 

CHORUS 

 

And my life's a 50's movie 

Strangers waving to me 

As if they knew me...yeah 

I'm so liked that it's a doozy 

But, hey, Cool Beans, I'm just groovy! 

 

VERSE 2 

 

I was presented with the neighbour of the year award 

and gave it to my favourite nominee I was cheering for 

I'm well-adjusted and I always appear assured 

Cuz I've got a healthy fear of war and the dear lord 

I'm never near bored, I'm busy weeding my grass 

I've done a year's chores and didn't see the time pass 

I let my mind lapse, polishing a fine glass tabletop 

Just in case my neighbors stop at my pad 

I'd make a fine dad, pushing a baby carriage 

Never had relations with a woman I'll wait for marriage 

I make the average saint look like he's a vagrant from a savage place 

When he gets compared to my mannered ways 

I spend my Saturdays at the local Pantry line 

Cheering up the folks, standing by with my pantomime 

Must have touched them though, they way they wave their hands and cry 

Not to brag or lie, but it's safe to say they're fans of mine 

 

CHORUS 

 

And my life's a fifties movie 

Strangers waving to me 

As if they knew me...yeah 

I'm so liked that it's a doozy 

But, hey, Cool Beans, I'm just groovy! 

And my life's a fifties movie 

Strangers waving to me 

As if they knew me...yeah 

I'm so liked that it's a doozy 

But, hey, Cool Beans, I'm just groovy!