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

Doesen'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