All my kids are tellin' me
Like, daddy you're a square
How come you don't dig rock & roll

And boys with stringy hair

They bring the strangest records home

They play them night and day
I've had a LOVIN' SPOONFUL
Of this music that they play


1st Bridge:


One group is called the ANIMALS
And one is called the GOONS
And upon my word one group I heard

Was called the ELECTRIC PRUNES

There's BEATLES, BYRDS, and TURTLES

And I'd really like to know
Do they make records in the zoo
Or in the studio


Now I ain't runnin' music down
But friends, it seems to me

That it's about as run down
As it's ever gonna be


I wonder will it ever be
The way it was before
Will plain old people

Ever make a record any more

2nd Bridge:


There's ROLLING STONES and CRITTERS
The SHADOWS and the SEEDS

DETERGENTS and the BRASS RINGS
The SPYDERS and the WEEDS


And now my kids are tellin' me
The MONKEES are the rage
I wonder if the MONKEES make

Their records in a cage

But now I've changed my attitude

At last, I've seen the light
I listen to this crazy music
Mornin', noon and night


I bought my dog a guitar
Bought my cat a drum and snare

Now if they'll learn to sing
I'll be a millionaire