You've Got a Lot to See Songtext
von Family Guy
You've Got a Lot to See Songtext
The sixties brought the hippie breed
And, decades later, things have changed indeed
We lost the values, but we kept the weed
You′ve got a lot to see
The Reagan years have laid the frame
For movies stars to play the White House game
We're not too far from voting Feldman-Haim
You′ve got a lot to see
The town of Vegas has got a different face
'Cause it's a family place with lots to do
Where in the fifties, a man could mingle with scores
Of all the seediest whores, well, now his children can too
You′ve heard it from the canine′s mouth
The country's changed, that is except the South, and you′ll agree
No one really knows, my dear lady friend
Just quite how it all will end
So hurry, 'cause you′ve got a lot to see
The baldness gene was cause for dread
But that's a fear that you can put to bed
They′ll shave your ass and glue it on your head
You've got a lot to see
The PC-age has moved the bar
A word like "red neck" is a step too far
The proper term is "country music star"
You've got a lot to see
Our flashy cell phones make people mumble
"Gee whiz, look how important he is, his life must rule"
You′ll get a tumor, but on your surgery day
The doc will see it and say, "Wow, you must really be cool"
There′s lots of things you may have missed
Like Pee Wee and his famous wrist
Or Sandy Duncan's creepy phony eye
That awesome Thundercats cartoon
Neil Armstrong landing on the moon
Neil Armstrong? Wait, was he the trumpet guy?
So, let′s go see the USA
They'll treat you right, unless you′re black or gay or Cherokee
But you can forgive the world and its flaws
And follow me there, because
You've still got a hell of a lot to see
You′ve got a lot to see
And, decades later, things have changed indeed
We lost the values, but we kept the weed
You′ve got a lot to see
The Reagan years have laid the frame
For movies stars to play the White House game
We're not too far from voting Feldman-Haim
You′ve got a lot to see
The town of Vegas has got a different face
'Cause it's a family place with lots to do
Where in the fifties, a man could mingle with scores
Of all the seediest whores, well, now his children can too
You′ve heard it from the canine′s mouth
The country's changed, that is except the South, and you′ll agree
No one really knows, my dear lady friend
Just quite how it all will end
So hurry, 'cause you′ve got a lot to see
The baldness gene was cause for dread
But that's a fear that you can put to bed
They′ll shave your ass and glue it on your head
You've got a lot to see
The PC-age has moved the bar
A word like "red neck" is a step too far
The proper term is "country music star"
You've got a lot to see
Our flashy cell phones make people mumble
"Gee whiz, look how important he is, his life must rule"
You′ll get a tumor, but on your surgery day
The doc will see it and say, "Wow, you must really be cool"
There′s lots of things you may have missed
Like Pee Wee and his famous wrist
Or Sandy Duncan's creepy phony eye
That awesome Thundercats cartoon
Neil Armstrong landing on the moon
Neil Armstrong? Wait, was he the trumpet guy?
So, let′s go see the USA
They'll treat you right, unless you′re black or gay or Cherokee
But you can forgive the world and its flaws
And follow me there, because
You've still got a hell of a lot to see
You′ve got a lot to see
Writer(s): Walter Murphy, Seth Macfarlane, David Jason Zuckerman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com