I despair for young people today
There’s not a rebel amongst them
Marinating in dopamine
Hiding behind computer screens
So called social justice is misogyny in drag
Cleaning up history
With their jitterbug rag

Who dealt the final blow
Who stuck the knife in
Who killed rock n’ roll
Who made it wrong to sin
Who let you write the songs
Who told you the fire the band
Who killed rock n’ roll and left it in my hands

I despair for old people today
Trying to be trendy
Throwing their records in the bin
Pretending to like the latest thing
Being scared to death by the media
A herd of sheep
Hiding under the haystack
Pretending to sleep

Who dealt the final blow
Who stuck the knife in
Who killed rock n’ roll
Who made it wrong to sin
Who let you write the songs
Who told you the fire the band
Who killed rock n’ roll and left it in my hands

I despair for me these days
Clinging to conspiracies
It’s all a big PR stunt
Pretending to fight tyranny
I wish I could call it a cash grab
It’s just a plea for attention
I like to think I’m a rebel
I’m just a sucker for convention

Who dealt the final blow
Who stuck the knife in
Who killed rock n’ roll
Who made it wrong to sin
Who let you write the songs
Who told you the fire the band
Who killed rock n’ roll and left it in my hands