Guy Forsyth - Long Long Time

Its been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
Its been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time

When I was a kid I used to draw airplanes with stars and bars shooting down,
Airplanes adorned with hammers and sickles.
I bought a hundred water guns so I could save the world,
Saving my lunch money, and stealing my father’s quarters, dimes and nickels.
I discovered religion watching Luke Skywalker rescue Princess Leia
And destroying the Death Star by letting go and closing his eyes.
And I devoured comic books, three-color mythologies
Taught me right from wrong and if you believed, you could fly.

It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time

I remember listening to songs about trains and feeling the rush of wonder
That the world was both infinite and accessible all at the same time.
Then it was songs about highways, and Born To Be Wild and Little Red Corvette
And the road went on forever in my mind.
But now it's clogged bumper-to-bumper with stinking SUVs and two-story pickup trucks
That can drive over anything but the two-story pickup truck right in front of it.
Now even the highways look the same, Starbucks
And 7-11s and Wal-Marts jam the feeder roads.
We don’t live around this mess, we live under it.

It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
Since I felt fine

Now all the songs are about gangsters and guns
And the TV speeds by at a hundred deaths an hour
And everyone wants to pull off the crime of the century.
Steal 200 gazillion dollars, enough to buy myself island
And build a real honest-to-God train on it for no one but me.
And get away with it, get away with it.
We Americans are freedom-loving people and
Nothing says freedom like getting away with it.
We went from Billy The Kid to Richard Nixon, Enron, Exxon, OJ Simpson.
We used to dream about heroes but now it's just how to beat the system.
So where do we go to dream now?
Up on the roof of the projects, straining through the city lights
To see if they’ve built golden arches on the moon yet.
Self-medicated, half-sedated, trying our best to stay distracted,
Living life according to the TV set.
Corporations owning nations, telling us don’t change the station,
It’s the only safe way to win the human race.
I wonder how the world sees us, rich beyond compare, powerful without equal?
A spoiled 15 year old waving a gun in their face?

It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long , long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
Since I felt fine.