Pick up the evening paper, read the front lines
See what's making headline in the day and time
Trouble on the campus, riots in the streets
The innocent suffer, while justice sleeps
Oh, oh the shame of it all
Oh, oh the shame of it all
Does anybody know who's to blame for it all
Oh, oh the shame of it all
Ribbons, bows, and bubble gum
A little girl dreams of being twenty-one
Impatient years to her seem slow
Till suddenly she wonders where did they go
Once upon a time in the good old days
Coffee was a dime; things were worth what we paid
Now jobs are plenty, and wages are high
But it's costing more than ever just to get by