I can listen to the records from my younger years Pacify my bitter ears And revive the dead dinosaurs Me and Jamo rode two buses bound for Rockpile Sure to find a rarity And something to believe
But I can't listen to them now Without mourning a small town And the mom and pops I loved Once a missionary man I age into obscurity with them The Ramones are dead
You could judge a band by a cover flipping thru the bins Assured enough to take a spin The art and lyrics big enough to see and read Pull the record from it's sleeve Spear the cut hole, arm and speed Plunge the needle, shaking like a drug fiend
But I can't listen to them now Without mourning a small town And the mom and pops I loved Once a missionary man I age into obscurity with them The Ramones are dead
Now relevant again somehow Reanimated sacred cow But it all seems different now It's far too easy to get anything in demand I'll say it once again The Ramones are deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
