Brighton Ma Not Our Fault
Step out of the Bible-belt,
The Rockafeller vault,
It’s not our fault.
Kill the dream of fame and fortune,
Let’s just try and begin again.
Because we were supposed to be different,
Somehow we don’t seem so different at all.
We used our brains, all of our smarts,
To move forward, but we forgot.
Turned from art to business men,
Forgot the war before it began.
Step out of the Bible-belt,
The Rockafeller vault,
It’s not our fault.
Kill the dream of fame and fortune,
Let’s just try and begin again.
Because we were supposed to be different,
Somehow we don’t seem so different at all,
So different at all.
And things were supposed to change slowly,
Somehow things don’t seem to change at all.
