| I don’t know what’s happened to the kids today
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| We were different from the kids today
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| In every way
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| We didn’t have none of this crazy music
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| We didn’t have none of these crazy clothes
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| We didn’t have guys getting high on the doorstop
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| We didn’t have none of those no, no
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| I don’t care for these long haired guys
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| They need a good bath
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| They got shifty eyes
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| They’re either sleeping in the park
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| Begging in th street
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| Or they’re speeding 'round town in a Lotus Elite
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| (Wre'd they get the money from anyway?)
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| I can’t say that I fought for kids like you in the war
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| I fought for kids like the kids I thought you’d be
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| That’s who I was fighting for
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| Put you all in the army, that’s what I’d do
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| Short back and sides, make men of you
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| Willi’s my boy, he’s been good up till now
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| But last night he said «I'm gonna make it
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| On my own somehow
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| Going off with my friends on the road a while
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| Get away from you, you can drop dead, that’s
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| What you can do!»
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| I would have thought that after fifty-five years
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| A body could expect some kind of respect
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| From the kids today
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| I don’t know what’s happened to the kids today
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| I don’t know what’s happened to the kids today |