It's 10 pm on a Friday night,
do you know where your kids are?
Their dancing to the top 40,
play at every club and radio station.

The night life is hell on celebrity figures,
worse so on their so-called fans.
So quick to cheer and call their names,
so quick to disown when they're #50.

Actresses without much talent,
standing in front of a microphone.
Make music videos by shaking that ass,
because ugly doesn't sell.

It's getting late on a Saturday night,
do you know which concert your kids are at?
They listen to rap songs you can't understand,
calling out things like 'thug life' and 'G-unit'.

Role models use to be respectable people,
cops, firemen, and other society-contributing figures.
Now they have posters of convicted felons,
drug-rehabbers, silicon barbie dolls, and wanna-be's.

Raised in the 'burbs, claiming the 'hood,
you can get away with just a shitty attitude.
Pretty-boys who can't read full sentences,
are now your children's hopes and dreams.

10/05/2006