You are not disabled ain’t you? And your brain works quite right You are not OD’ed, but you're full of shit About everything you don’t like Hey dad! We ain’t dead! You are dead! OK? There was a scene in 80s And in 90s it was just fine But now it’s just a bunch of crap You wish you were back in time I don’t get your shitty talks About how awful all the new bands You are just old and you’re so much bored It’s all just a grandpa’s laments We all like the old stuff And we wanna do something new, while you: Cry about your old days, and hate those who are still young Just sit on your ass, listen to “Civil Defense” And say: Yeah, there were times! It’s so sad to be old And we are getting older too! Maybe it’s just the age Maybe soon we will be just like you Hey Dad! We ain’t dead! You are dead! OK?