My Favorite Band Had Gotten Old
Lyrics by Cory Smith, music by J. Geils Band (Centerfold)
Come on!
Come on!
Way back when, rock began,
Way back when, rock began,
music was complete
music was complete
I would go to every show,
I would go to every show,
and get a front row seat
and get a front row seat
When my favorite bands played
When my favorite bands played
The crowds would go insane
The crowds would go insane
The memory of those glory days
The memory of those glory days
Is etched upon my brain
Is etched upon my brain
Years go by I’m visiting the local county fair
Years go by I’m visiting the local county fair
Imagine my surprise to learn, my favorite band was there!
Imagine my surprise to learn, my favorite band was there!
Their wheelchairs rolled
Their wheelchairs rolled
It wasn’t easy to behold
It wasn’t easy to behold
My favorite band had gotten old
My favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Their songs went gold
Their songs went gold
With thirty million records sold
With thirty million records sold
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Some songs take on new meanings when
Some songs take on new meanings when
Their singers have become old men
Their singers have become old men
Like “Every Breath You Take” and “Jump”
Like “Every Breath You Take” and “Jump”
and “Living On A Prayer”
and “Living On A Prayer”
And all these songs, it seemed to me
And all these songs, it seemed to me
Got sung in a slightly lower key
Got sung in a slightly lower key
I recognized their voices
I recognized their voices
But they used to have more hair
But they used to have more hair
It sounded great, I can’t complain
It sounded great, I can’t complain
They hadn’t lost their touch
They hadn’t lost their touch
But seeing them put their dentures in
But seeing them put their dentures in
Was really just too much!
Was really just too much!
Their wheelchairs rolled
Their wheelchairs rolled
It wasn’t easy to behold
It wasn’t easy to behold
My favorite band had gotten old
My favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Their songs went gold
Their songs went gold
With thirty million records sold
With thirty million records sold
(Oh yeah)
(Oh yeah)
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
It's okay I understand
It's okay I understand
That nothing lasts forever, man
That nothing lasts forever, man
I know that when the band is gone
I know that when the band is gone
We still can listen to their songs
We still can listen to their songs
The Bee Gees all, passed away
The Bee Gees all, passed away
They sang “Stayin’ Alive” though
They sang “Stayin’ Alive” though
And Gloria Ganor’s not quite gone
And Gloria Ganor’s not quite gone
Do you think “She Will Survive?” No
Do you think “She Will Survive?” No
My fav band had their “final tour”
My fav band had their “final tour”
I knew the ticket price would soar
I knew the ticket price would soar
Oh no, I don’t deny it
Oh no, I don’t deny it
I rushed, right out to buy it!
I rushed, right out to buy it!
Their wheelchairs rolled
Their wheelchairs rolled
It wasn’t easy to behold
It wasn’t easy to behold
My favorite band had gotten old
My favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Their songs went gold
Their songs went gold
With thirty million records sold
With thirty million records sold
My favorite band had gotten old
My favorite band had gotten old
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
(Alright, alright)
(Alright, alright)
(One, two, three, four)
(One, two, three, four)
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Their wheelchairs rolled
Their wheelchairs rolled
It wasn’t easy to behold
It wasn’t easy to behold
My favorite band had gotten old
My favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
Favorite band had gotten old
When they got cold (oh yeah)
When they got cold (oh yeah)
A big, huge afghan was unrolled
A big, huge afghan was unrolled
These guys are really old
These guys are really old
Yes, these guys are really old
Yes, these guys are really old
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na