| I’ll sing a song about some people you might know
|
| They made front pages in the news not long ago
|
| But now they’re just part of a crowd
|
| And I wonder where they all are now.
|
| Where have all the Swinging Londoners gone?
|
| Ossie Clark and Mary Quant
|
| And what of Christine Keeler,
|
| John Stephen and Alvaro,
|
| Where on earth did they all go?
|
| Mr. Fish and Mr. Chow,
|
| Yeah, I wonder where they all are now.
|
| Where are all the Teddy Boys now?
|
| Where are all the Teddy Boys now?
|
| The Brill Cream boys with D.A.s,
|
| Drainpipes and blue suedes,
|
| Beatniks with long pullovers on,
|
| And coffee bars and Ban the Bomb,
|
| Yeah, where have all the Teddy Boys gone?
|
| I hope that Arthur Seaton is alright.
|
| I hope that Charlie Bubbles had a very pleasant flight,
|
| And Jimmy Porter’s learned to laugh and smile,
|
| And Joe Lampton’s learned to live a life of style.
|
| Where are all the angry young men now?
|
| Where are all the angry young men now?
|
| Barstow and Osborne, Waterhouse and Sillitoe,
|
| Where on earth did they all go?
|
| And where are all the protest songs?
|
| Yes, where have all the angry young men gone.
|
| I wonder what became of all the Rockers and the Mods.
|
| I hope they are making it and they’ve all got stead jobs,
|
| Oh but rock and roll still lives on,
|
| Yeah, rock and roll still lives on. |