No one feels more alone than
The children of a dying breed
You never feel at home when youre
Just another mouth to feed
I wanna live in geological time
Because Im still in my biological prime
If nobody listens then whos gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
You flip a man a quarter
Playing songs on his guitar
Youre on a street corner
Feeling like a patron of the arts
And now the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
If nobody listens then whos gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
I just dont understand
Why the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
Theyre always on the phone and
They always gotta have control
And now the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
The golden years are under attack
Were taking them back, were taking them back
The golden years are under attack
Were taking them back, were taking them back
Looking for an original voice
But the beaten path leaves little choice
The melody that you thought you found
Reveals that shes been sleeping around
We were apostles, they were the high priests
We lived the hustle, the keepers of the back beat
Were under pressure to reconcile
Our point of view with contemporary style
It used to be that the kids were the ones
Who knew how to get off
It was a yell from the swamp
Now its only coming out as a cough
I cant sell my songs so Im
Gonna have to give them away
I cant sell myself since my hair
Started turning to gray
If nobody listens then whos gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
I just dont understand
Why the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
The high priests are calling
All disciples back to the fold
Because the kids dont know
How to dance to rock and roll
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