Well, c'mon
There's no two ways about it
I don't listen to the radio
They keep playing that same song again
And the DJ's a computer
(Coming up, comin' up)
Cut today to yesterday
They say the old world's better
Than the new world's better
Than the old world's better
Than the new world's better than this
Ah-ah-ha
Some people say
They like to rock
I think that they're all talk
Hear 'em comin' from a mile away
I don't believe a word they sayin'
'Cause they think they've got the stuff
But they haven't got enough
And when they play that blues guitar
You gotta stick 'em in a bar
Where the old world's better
Than the new world's wetter
Than the old world's bigger
Than the new world's older than this
The guitar player thinks he's tough
Bass player's outta luck
The drummer's out chasin' tail
Lead singer go to jail
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
Yeah, I think they've got the stuff
