Well she got her daddy’s car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now

And she’ll have fun fun fun
’til her daddy takes the T-bird away
(fun fun fun ’til her daddy takes the T-bird away)

Ah, mercy, mercy me,
Ah, things ain’t what they used to be, no, no, no.
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east.

I got back into listening to Marvin Gaye after watching an episode of “American Masters” on PBS of which he was the focus.
“His father was a cross-dressing preacher,” I mentioned to a friend.
    “Screw Marvin,” she replied. “I wanna see the episode about his daddy.”

It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it,
and I feel fine.