I was not enAmored, of the Eighties and I'll Tell you Why
I may not conVince you, but I'm gonna Try!
There's the Challenger exPlosion, and ReaganOmics
AIDS epiDemic and CherNobyl radiation,
all over this Land.

When Rock hudson Fell, we All were in Mourning.
From AIDS we were Grieving all over this land.
And soon there was Anger, red ribbons aDorning;
Far too many Tears among our Brothers and our sisters,
all over this Land.

I often would Long, to Just live my Life with Pride
A world where gay People, didn't feel they must Hide.
It's matter of Coming out; But nobody Did that then.
There was too much Fear among our Brothers and our sisters,
all over this Land.

Well now we got Cell-phones; we got global Warming.
And we got the Internet; Big national Debt.
Unemployment is Sky-high; Seven billion are Swarming.
How I wish it were the Eighties again, my Brothers and my sisters,
all over this Land.

Hair has Gone gray; Skin is dry. New pains always Forming.
How I wish it were the Eighties again, my Brothers and my sisters,
This song is Yolanda's!