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That monkey, who used to be so funky,
Is now working for the Bureau d'No Change;
That swinger, who used to be a gunslinger,
Is now saying that his underwear is too strange.

That editor who used to be a go-getter
Now puts a movie star on every magazine;
That tripper who wore a psychedelic zipper
Is now hanging up pictures of the Queen.

Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Play a little better, willya--this song is just a filler

That honey, who used to be a Playboy bunny,
Is now developing instant rabbit pie;
That nutcase, who used to have eccentric taste,
Now eats it like it's going out of style.

That stranger, who used to live for danger,
Is now acting like he never was a teenager;
That sister, she got herself a Mister--
Squeals like a pig every time he gets a blister.

Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Play a little softer, willya--those amplifiers'll kill ya.

Those rockers with dirty pictures in their lockers,
Now have them on their computer screens;
Those groovers, those shakers and those movers,
Don't get out much now that they can't fit in their jeans.

That screamer, who used to run a tag team,
Is now working for Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream--
Making flavors that all the fat housewives crave.
You can't blame her: it's the fat chicks she gets, it seems.

And there's a lot of us are dropping like flies;
It came on so quickly, it was quite a surprise.
Everybody's talking 'bout the state of their health,
And I'm not feeling too good myself.

Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Play a little better, willya--this song is just a filler

Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Did everybody just get old?
Play a little better, willya--this song is just a filler