Classic Rot

What are they doing here?

Something so familiar to my ears

Well, they move like

Ancient science fiction on the vacuum screen

And they sing of love and loneliness

And different shades of green

Drownin' in a lake of tears

Seems like they've been doing it for years

Ringing in my ears

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Well, we listen on in silence, memorizing line and verse

Though the poetry is awful and the imagery is worse

Doesn't it seem absurd?

Little children learning every single word

And they mimic words and phrases

Of a hundred years ago

And observe a moments silence

For the guy who wrote, "Hey Joe"

Matthew said it best at Janes

Though the maidens gone, her innocence remains

We sing on in chains

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Well, I'm laughing at the waitress

And they're starving in the street

And they're charging more for wonder

And they're burning fields of wheat

Am I crazy, was it really only 20 years ago?

Or more or less, I'm not so sure

Raised on Classic Rock

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da

Bob ba da bop ba da ba da