Autography

The kids were shouting "Let us out!"
And their parents did,
Then two years, then three years,
Then show's on and now they're making rock and roll,
Those kids are making progress now,
They say "Hear us out!" in every town,
They do it one mile by one mile at a time,
Though it seems like every time I get a little bit closer,
To what I want I land further away from where and when I was a little bit younger,
Well, this year don't know how cadence goes,
We say...
This parade still marches on,
Louder than it ever was,
Right, left, right, come on,
Come on get up and just follow the tempo,
Where streets filled with people,
Sing on and on and on through the town,
The beat goes on,
The kids are yelling "Play the song
That I heard that once,
I don't know what it's called or how it goes,
But it's all the same to me,"
The girls are screaming "Let us in,
Because we're what you want to solve all your problems for tonight,
Because you're just so rock and roll,"
Though it seems like every time I get a little bit closer,
To what I want I land further away from where and when I was a little bit younger,
If you still don't know the way we roll
We go...
This parade still marches on,
Louder than it ever was,
Right, left, right, come on,
Come on get up and just follow that sound bow,
Where streets filled with people,
They sing on and on and on through the town,
The beat goes on,
Let's get back to sharing this place and the floor,
Left, right, left, come on,
Come on get up and just follow that sound bow,
Streets filled with people,
They sing on, on, they sing and on and on and on,
The beat goes on,