They don't play the game no more
Rock n' roll is dead and buried
No they don't swing that way no more
Rock 'n roll is dead and buried
Nobody sits in the corner no more
Who's gonna pick up the beat up guitar
We need the old man playing the banjo
The old man breathing the blues harp
What do you give
What is it you get back
When you're dancing to the readymade music
What do you give
What is it you get back
Goin' 'bout it the way you'll lose it
All for nothing for all
And it's all for nothing for all
Who's gonna fill the tray with love
When rock and roll lies six feet under
Who's gonna carry on with the show
When there's no more sound of thunder
Nothing fits like a glove anymore
Nobody cares if it's leather or plastic
Pretty sad but it's all about...
Pretty blond baby getting really gymnastic
