Times have changed
And we’ve ofter rewound the clock
Since the puritans got a shock
When they landed on Plymouth rock
If today any shock they might try to stem ‘stead of landing of Plymouth rock
Plymouth rock would land on them
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking
But now God knows Anything goes
Good authors to
Who once knew better words
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose Anyhting goes
If driving fast cars you like
If low bars you like If old hymns you like
If bare limbs you like If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like
Why nobody will oppose
When every night
The set thats smart
Is intruding on nudist parties In studios
Anything goes When Mrs Ned McClean God bless her
Can get Russian reds to yes her
Than I suppose Anything goes
When Rockafeller still can hoard
Enough money to let Max Gordon Produce his shows
Anything goes The world has gone mad today
And good’s bad today And black’s white today
And days night today And that gent today
You gave a cent today Once owned several chteaux
When folks Who still can ride in Jitney’s
Find out Vanderbilts and Whitney’s Lack baby clo’es
Anything goes When Sam Goldwyn
Can with great conviction Instruct Anna Sten in diction
Than Anna shows Anything goes
When you hear that Lady Mendl standing up
Now turns a handspring landing up On her toes
Anything goes Just think of those shocks you’ve got
And those knocks you’ve got
And those blues you’ve got
From those news you’ve got
And those pains you’ve got
if any brains you’ve got
From those little radios
So Mrs R With all her trimmin’s
Can broadcast a bed from Simmon’s
Cause Franklin knows Anything goes