Things Ain't What They Used To Be - Oscar Peterson & Stéphane Grappelli

Are you wonderin' why no one talks anymore And all you hear is the cry for war Are you wonderin' if there are people who Hurt inside the same as you There are gray-faced men always tellin' me That things ain't like they used to be You kids have got no self respect Wake up old man to your neglect It's dog eat dog, it's hand to mouth It's east and west, it's north and south Just like you drummed it into me Things ain't like they used to be I'll tell you why I can't afford To hang my hopes upon your word And when I'm done I'll join the queue Take my chance, no thanks to you It's in or out, it's stop and go It isn't what, it's who you know I've heard you now can you hear me? Things ain't like they used to be Are you wonderin' why no one talks anymore And all you hear is the cry for war Are you wonderin' if there are people who Hurt inside the same as you Ancient rules for ancient men But this is now and that was then Don't lay your heavy hand on me And sink me in your poison sea It's us and them, it's me and you It's guessing games, it's what to do Exactly like you said to me Things ain't like they used to be Are you wonderin' why no one talks anymore And all you hear is the cry for war Are you wonderin' if there are people who Hurt inside the same as you Are you wonderin' why, no one talks anymore And all you hear is the cry of war Are you wonderin' if there are people who Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you Hurt inside the same as you

I wonder how you are I wonder if you think of me And when I'm all alone I think of how things used to be I'm stuck here writing songs I wonder if they're helping me The moments when you're gone To me, they feel like eternity The way you make me feel make you feel so significant You got me writing, I'm out here searching for synonyms The feelings that I got for you, cannot get rid of them What you gon' say, I'm gon trust it, don't need no evidence When I be feeling so sick, you be like my medicine The way we got our connection, it feels so effortless The way we talking, we always talking so intimate And that's the reason I know our love is innocent I been wondering I been thinking Are you thinking of me? I wonder how you are I wonder if you think of me And when I'm all alone I think of how things used to be I'm stuck here writing songs I wonder if they're helping me The moments when you're gone To me, they feel like eternity Tell me what you need, you know I got it right now I'ma treat you right, yeah I would never treat you wrong Girl, I know you always love to listen to my songs I know what you love, I know exactly what you want You got my love, don't worry girl, yeah you got my love Ain't none that you gon' ever have to worry about I got your trust girl, I would never break it Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I've been taken I been wondering I been thinking Are you thinking of me? I wonder how you are I wonder if you think of me And when I'm all alone I think of how things used to be I'm stuck here writing songs I wonder if they're helping me The moments when you're gone To me, they feel like eternity

Coma comma drama come on Draw it scratch it say it Say it make it to the bottom Ladder climb it drop an Apple off the top it stop it I don't want to eat it Need it know it force it Feed it leave it be it Just keep it in its box What easy used to be What love used to be What drugs used to be What TV used to be What music used to be What luck used to be What art used to be What you used to be Coma comma drama come on Drawl your skin your Mile longer love song Sure it tells the future Fingers crushed and Run em' under water shark Infested sea of secrets In the open fire beat it Broke it don't believe it Just keep it in its box What easy used to be What fun used to be What dreaming used to be What fame used to be What the city used to be What fast used to be What low used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be What New York used to be

Writers: colemanleigh Those fingers in my hair That sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft And i've got no defense for it The heat is too intense for it What good would common sense for it do 'Cause it's witchcraft wicked witchcraft And although i know it's strictly taboo When you arouse the need in my My heart says yes indeed in me Proceed with what your leading me to It's such an ancient pitch But one i wouldn't switch 'Cause there's no nicer witch than you