From 1971 written by John Bettis and Richard Carpenter. With strictly Richard on the vocals, this dreadful song seems to be a send up of hippie music and the counter-culture in general. The title and substance feels like Richard is pointing to the Beatles "Eleanor Rigby", "Penny Lane", "She's Leaving Home" further signalling the reference by starting the song with what sounds like a harpsichord, which was in popular use at the time. Poor Druscilla is not thought well of, at least not by the adults.
Druscilla Penny what a name.Are you sure you didn't make it up yourself.You're very pretty, yes you are, but with all the junk you wear it's hard to tell.
Man you must work hard to get your hair to look like that.I don't need a horoscope to tell me where you're at.Your family's probably given up on you Since you began to follow groups of long - haired rock and rollers.I can hear your mother crying for her daughterAh, Ah, Ah, Ah
Druscilla Penny what a girl.Where's the purpose to the crazy life you lead.It doesn't matter after all you're so sure that instant love is all you tell.
I've seen your face at least a thousand times, You're always standing there behind the stages at the concerts.Waiting for an offer to be with someone after.Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Druscilla Penny how's your head.Do you ever wake up lonely in the night.It isn't easy, for a girl when she can't decide if love is wrong or right.I hope I live to see a change.Could you ever really love, ever really care?Ever really get it together?No!
This song reads a litany of complaints by the Moral Majority, ragging on how those damn kids dress and their long hair, stupidly believing in horoscope (instead of Jesus), making their mamas cry because they're groupies and engaging in sex outside of marriage. In the end-will they get it together: NO! They're doomed by the wages of their sins! As C quipped, it is no wonder The Carpenters were invited to Nixon's White House to perform. Nice and wholesome like a glass of white milk. Hello Wisconsin!
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