Beauty queens
And pretty genes
You will fall prey
To time and its decay
I have seen
On my screen
The falling of clay
scattering away
The crowd will plead, for that grey,
Before the final prime bow.
That’s what they need,
When they say,
It’s just a different time now.
Not a child or a teen, Vivid change in play,
Changes to paradigms now.
That’s what you mean,
When you say,
It’s just different times now.
From what I’ve seen
this scene is keen
on getting you paid
for the want you’ve displayed.
It’s looking clean
Plenty of green
Makes me want to pray
For a pretty day
That’s how it’s been, it didn’t stay,
Proper lack of sublime wow.
That’s what I mean,
When I say,
It’s just a different time now