suzanne vega
last years 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