Last Year`s Troubles Lyrics

Last Year`s Troubles

Last year's troubles are so old fashioned

 the robber on the highway the pirate on the seas

 maybe it's the clothing that's so entertaining

 the earrings and swashbuckling blouses that please

 

 here we have heroes of times that have passed now

 but nobody these days has that kind of chin

 over there the petticoats of ladies of virtue

 you can hardly tell them from the petticoats of sin 

 

 last year's troubles

 

 look at all the waifs of Dickensian England

 why is it their suffering is more picturesque?

 must be cause their rags are so very Victorian

 the ones here at home just don't give it their best

 

 last years troubles they shine up so pretty

 they gleam with a luster they don't have today

 here it's just dirty and violent and troubling

 

 last year's troubles 

 

 but trouble is still trouble and evil still evil

 sometimes we wonder; is there more now, or less?

 if we had a tool or could tally the handfuls

 measure for measure it's the same would be my guess