Do you remember? Your DJs had vinyl,
ours too, but today they’re just for scratching
and your hair says hello; look, I’m grown up
but today all the women have shaved armpits. ¹
Look, the clock is ticking ²
we don’t want to hold it up.
We don’t need any sleep
and we mix our booze with energy drinks.
We don’t have a clue how to send a letter;
therefore, we write songs over Wireless LAN, Daddy
[Chorus:]
Times are changing
and Papa’s shaking his head
Times are changing,
but I’m sure you would have done it too.
You composed it
and we’ve stolen the song.
You had the young Beatles,
we’ve got an old Dieter Bohlen. ³
For you it was action, every day was a revolution.
You can get a ring tone through TV
with us
Back in your day, typewriters were high tech,
today, it’s IMags, IPhones, IPads.
You had to book a flight and sit in a tent ⁴
we can chat around the world
on Youtube and Facebook.
[Chorus:]
Times are changing
and Papa’s shaking his head
Times are changing,
but I’m sure you would have done it too.
What was once in style
is sadly phat today,⁵
and doesn’t get respect.
No, no one’s getting us out of here.
Come on, let the old fogies talk,
we’ll never grow up
‘cause we’re the coolest gang
in this town by far.
So make room then, ⁶
we’re coming over with the homies ⁷
and we don’t have a problem beating your
whole band.
Wow, wow, dumb asses!
It’s the way it is dude; instead of Jimi,
Pac is hanging in every kid's bedroom. ⁸
[Chorus x 2:]
Times are changing
and Papa’s shaking his head.
Times are changing,
but I’m sure you would have done it too.