[Verse 1]
Times are moving kinda fast
I been hangin' out in the past
Living in a world of hi-tech
With an old guitar hanging 'round my neck
Pre-hys-terical

[Verse 2]
All my clothes are out of date
Gonna clean out have a give-a-way
So many socks but there ain't no pair
And I got them crawling underwear
A pair of worn out jeans and raggy hat
Ought to be more to this than that

[Verse 3]
Buzzards circling overhead
I ought to give it up I must be dead
If this is the end of me
Just keep my guitars in the family
Don’t put 'em under glass and tune 'em flat
Ought to be more to this than that

[Verse 4]
I used to think all I had to do
Was just keep the music in the groove
But now I know that life's too short
To ride an ugly-headed horse