The other are exactly right about the wrong things.
And the people in houses
who went to the university,
where they were put in boxes,
And they all came out the same.
There’s doctors and lawyers
And business executives,
They’re all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
And they all play on the golf-course,
And drink their Martini dry,
And they all have pretty children,
And the children go to school.
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
They all get put in boxes
And they all come out the same.
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Try this version:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8B-q3JN-h_Y
There's a lot of truth in this one, too.
Yup; been there, done that.
I never liked the ticky tacky song. I liked it even less when I discovered it was written by a trust-fund baby, who was very proud of her observations about the proletariat.