I was listening to the radio
Another false prophet manifesto
From the summer of love to the season of hate
The past is set in stone but the future is up for grabs!

Every generation has got to deal with the blues

The jukebox played dead men’s tunes
Their souls come alive and fill the room
The boys a primadonna, a rock ‘n’ roll star!
The past is set in stone but the future is up for grabs!

You live and die and you’re bought and sold
I hope I live before I get old
Feeling nostalgia for an age yet to come...
I still can’t get no satisfaction!


Lyrics submitted by Ezekielpoop

Jukebox Generation song meanings
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