Skammentary: We do this every year not because I'm opposed to romantic love, to the faithful & fruitful marriage of a man & a woman, but because the cheap, tawdry version of love hawked by the merchants of Valentine's Day is diametrically opposed to genuine romantic love. I revere romantic love & I venerate Saint Valentine, but Valentine's Day as observed in these United States in the late Twentieth Century & early Twenty-first Century is an abomination.
"The Magic of Youth" is more honest than any of our Valentine's Day rituals.
"Do things on shoe strings to make the ends meet,
Cut costs and corners in order to eat,
Low-income housing they couldn't afford,
Bills and collectors that they just ignored.
While the pressures were mounting the tensions would rise,
She had been counting on some of the lies
That he had been telling her being the truth,
The fighting and yelling—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
He hit the pipe, she hit the pole,
Stereotypes that were out of control,
Addictions, evictions, mistakes being made,
Health's going south, looks were starting to fade,
And he'd give his right arm if his left one could get
A spike in the vein, then a loose cigarette,
They both lost their dignity, him every tooth,
Classic and tragic—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
"The years flew by quickly, that's how they fly by,
Older and sickly and waiting to die,
But they stayed close together, to tell you the truth,
Yelling and fighting (Yelling and fighting),
Classic and tragic (Classic and tragic),
It's all so exciting—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
The magic of youth!"
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