Dancing On the Grave

In the sweet years of Rock n' Roll

Every single word of their songs

Every one knew by heart

And any which way they dressed

Every one. everyone wore the same...

Same, same old story

The sounds have changed

But the words within the lines remain the same...

Same, same old story

The looks have changed

But the words within the lines remain the same...

And we are dancing on the grave

Dancing on the grave of the sweet years...

And we are dancing on the grave

Dancing on the grave of Rock n' Roll

And we are dancing on the grave

Dancing on the grave of the sweet years...

And we are dancing on the grave

Dancing on the grave of Rock n' Roll

Twenty five years later

Thousands of new songs will have been

Played, sang and danced to

No matter what the style

It'll never, it'll never be the same...

Same, same old story

The sounds have changed

But the words within the lines remain the same...

Same, same old story

The looks have changed

But the words within the lines remain the same...