Barclay James Harvest - Classics: A Tale Of Two Sixties Lyrics
I'm hitting the road to heading nowhereGot no place to goI'm stuck inside my generationRound and round i goI'm sick of the sound of rolling thunderTimes they were a-changingAnd rock 'n' roll died with easy riderTearing up my tracesDavid bowie was hunky doryAladdin quite insaneGive me the sound of arthur lee withForever changes, i'll rememberAndmoreagain, don't leave me everBuddy holly say "baby, please be mine"All the timeI'm cutting out now before the new waveTakes my surf board flairRemember the time when zappa said"punk, where you going with that flower in your hair?"There's so many who's whos rolling stonesRod stewarts and small facesAnd tommy's the king of the pinball flingsThat chased my generationDavid bowie was hunky doryAladdin quite insaneGive me the sound of arthur lee withForever changes, i'll rememberAndmoreagain, don't leave me everBuddy holly say "baby, please be mine"All the time