I keep listening to the same old songs
But I wonder if their meaning has been and gone
They're doing something called the twist
Could it be that it's really missed?
A record crackles "I want to hold your hand"
Seems strange to sing about with your band
Somehow they're getting good vibrations
Even though it's all my generation
But Whose generation really is it?
I don't even know how I would dig it
But I keep listening to those same old songs
And I know that somehow they still belong
I know a change is still gonna come
Maybe it will be at the beat of a drum
Some of us will always be born to run
Because sitting still is no fun
If she loves you, you know you should be glad
And music will always bring love when times are bad
Sometimes you've just got to start dancing in the street
It doesn't matter when it's from if it makes you move your feet
So I'll keep listening to the same old songs
May they last, everlong.