Storming through the kitchen just to find a jar of mayo While I'm packing lunch for a trip on my Winnebago As a kid, made it big, and they all knew me by name My old punk rock band got me money and fame Hanging out at the golf course on the weekend Acting chummy, trading stocks with my best friends I had to pick up my prescription at the drugstore I remember it’s the first time that I realized… I'm getting old, and life is a nightmare I'm getting old, I just found my first gray hair Nobody cares, cause all the kids in today’s pop punk scene were born after 19, 19, 1999 Woohoohoo, 1999 I won’t say goodbye I’m getting older all the time And though I’m not as relevant My old songs are pretty sweet Please don't mind what I’m trying to say cause I, I like the nostalgia when I hear you… … tell me my band is here to stay even though we don't wanna change Modern musicians really freakin’ blow I was once full of joy What happened to Fall Out Boy? They’re not the band that they once were Now they’re all superstars, forgot about their guitars Those days have turned into one big blur Give me a reason to go see a doctor to schedule a date for a prostate exam It might hurt to piss Doesn’t mean that I will go You better keep your thumb away from me Don’t tell me I’m at that age and Don’t call me old, don’t call me old Don’t call me old, don’t call me old I don’t even relate to the youth I don't wanna do the things they do I'm never gonna get the memes they make And I don't ever wanna, I don’t ever wanna be a millennial idiot They all like that boy band from Australia Why should I cater to their entitlement? Those selfish little pampered millennials Whoa, you should speak for yourself You’re not the only old-school Warped band Whoa, I’m pushing 30, doing well for myself And I’m still pretty relevant I got your drift, girl Female singer, count me in ‘cause I realize now why all these artists don’t end up has-beens It might take some time, a little bit of planning with my record label, everything, everything will be just fine, collaborate, with Taylor Swift We’ll just sell out, sell out Drop a song, on YouTube You should all sit back, watch closely as I go mainstream We're selling out now, and we’re changing our sound Much bigger than the early 2000s I'll chart as number one on Billboard I’ve lost some respect, but I’ll just ignore it If I could travel time things would get better Relive the glory days and rock forever Say it ain't so, It will not grow, I need a moment, In the bathroom I know I still can be your thrill, The night will go on, The night will go on, My little blue pill