New Frontier -- Donald Fagen

Yes we're gonna have a wingding A summer smoker underground
It's just a dugout that my dad built In case the reds decide to push the b_tton down
We've got provisions and lots of beer The key word is survival on the new frontier

Introduce me to that big blonde She's got a touch of Tuesday Weld
She's wearing Ambush and a French twist She's got us wild and she can tell
She loves to limbo, that much is clear She's got the right dynamics for the new frontier

Well I can't wait 'til I move to the city 'Til I finally make up my mind
To learn design and study overseas  Have you got a steady boyfriend
Cause honey I've been watching you I hear you're mad about Brubeck
I like your eyes, I like him too He's an artist, a pioneer
We've got to have some music on the new frontier

Well I can't wait 'til I move to the city 'Til I finally make up my mind
To learn design and study overseas  Let's pretend that it's the real thing
And stay together all night long  And when I really get to know you
We'll open up the doors and climb into the dawn Confess your passion your secret fear
Prepare to meet the challenge of the new frontier          (sing365) 


This was included on Fagen's first solo album after Steely Dan called it quits in 1981. The song is about growing up in the suburbs in the late '50s and early '60s. Some of the cultural references include "pushing the button," "Tuesday Weld" and "Dave Brubeck." The title comes from President Kennedy's political agenda for the country during his brief administration.              (songfacts)