Got
a feeling twenty-one is going to be a good year
Especially
if you and me see it in together
So
you think twenty-one is going to be a good year
It
could be good for me and her, but you and her, no never
I
had no reason to be over optimistic
But
somehow when you smiled I can brave bad weather
What
about the boy?
What
about the boy?
What
about the boy?
He
saw it all
You
didn’t hear it, you didn’t see it
You
won’t say nothing to no one ever in your life
You
never heard it, oh, how absurd it
All
seems without any proof
You
didn’t hear it, you didn’t see it
You
never heard it not a word of it
You
won’t say nothing to no one
Never
tell a soul, what you know is the truth
Got a feeling twenty-one is going to be a good year
Especially
if you and me see it in together
Got
a feeling twenty-one is going to be a good year
Especially
if you and me see it in together
I
had no reason to be over optimistic
But
somehow when you smiled I can brave bad weather
What
about the boy?
– “1921,” by The Who, from Tommy
In this case, however, “the boy” at the end stands
for:
Covid
Lockdowns and mandatory masking
SJWs
Social media mobs and censorship
More fundamental change of the United States
Pope Francis
The Union of Soviet Socialist Workplaces
Passive-aggressive religious persecution
And for me, personally,
Health
Wealth
Getting the oldest into a college that won’t break
either she or me
Keeping the youngest on track
Staying employed
Well, on a brighter note,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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