Flower Drum Song Page #4

Can't wait to see it

I hope our grandsons

give their fathers hell

Hi, San. Are we going to play baseball?

Hi, San. Are we going to play baseball?

Hey, what's the matter with you?

Hey, what's the matter with you?

The more I see of grownups,

the less I want to grow

The more I see what they have

learned, the less I want to know

And yet we've got to all grow

up, there's no place else to go

I wonder why we're all so poor

and they've got all the dough

What are we going to do

about the other generation?

How will we ever communicate

without communication?

When we are using words

the modern way

They're much too big

To try to dig

The colorful things we say

If we could take over the

training of the other generation

We know we could improve

them quite a lot

But they will never let us

They stay the way

they met us

And so we're simply stuck

with what we've got

We can't improve them

The kids are simply stuck

with what they've got

What are we going to do

about the other generation?

How are we going to stop them

when they start an explanation

Of what it used to mean

to be a kid?

The clean

and wholesome fun they had

The innocent things they did

They all had a wonderful

childhood in the other generation

The games they played

were bright and gay and loud

They used

to shout "Red Rover

"Red Rover,

please come over"

They must have been

an awful droopy crowd

When they were younger

They must have been

an awful droopy crowd

Oh, your papers, Master Wang.

Thank you.

Did you notice whether my letter

to the editor has been printed?

I have not read

the papers, Master.

This week it is a good

letter. You must read it.

Stick 'em up.

Don't turn around

or I'll plug you.

And keep your hands up.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I have been robbed.

Robbed?

The $100 I changed are gone.

All my new bills.

Where were you robbed?

Right there.

In my own vestibule.

A bandit put a gun in my back.

Calm down before you get

another coughing spell.

How many times have I told you, you

should keep your money in a bank?

It has always been safe

under my bed!

Your bedroom may be safe for

everything else, but not money.

I want you to report this

to the American government.

I want two soldiers to

guard my house day and night.

You are not a feudal lord.

This is not China.

For five years you have gone

to that Citizenship School,

and all you have learned is,

"This is not China."

What did he look like?

Who?

The robber.

Don't ask me what he looked

like. All white men look alike!

How many times have I told you you

should keep your money in a bank?

Money is like a man's wife.

Strangers should not get

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