Young people scream, but the old they don't hear what they say
Young people dance, but the old they just get in the way
Young people laugh, but the old they just don't want to hear
Because it's all been done before and baby, if it hasn't they don't care

Old people, they make young people scream
Old people, they make young people lay down and die

Old people envy the young all their vigor and rhythm
Soon they'll be dead and they want to take everyone with 'em
With their leathery skin and their shriveled old underwear too
They're stuck in the past and they'll never do anything new

Old people, they make young people scream
Old people, they make young people lay down and die

Young people always get hot when there's something to say
Senior citizens got us in this mess today
Apples and pears when they're ripe they fall down from the trees
Old people cling on to life like some kind of disease

Old people, they make young people scream
Old people, they make young people lay down and die

Old people, they make young people scream
Old people, they make young people lay down and die