Sing Along
Way way back when they didn’t have any tapes or CDs
Back before the advent of MIDI files or MP3s
I mean back in the day before the music box, Victrolas, or LPs
People would sing together to put their minds at ease
Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure
All the music was live and it was made before your eyes
Anything could happen, the air was laden with surprise
But of course there were the old familiar tunes on which you could rely
And you’d play and sing and laugh and maybe sometimes even cry
Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure, so
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three
Choices are never ending in this modern land
Plastic is all that your feeling with your hand
We’re all so used to sitting back and being entertained
In effect imaginations are easily strained
Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure, so
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three
It’s as easy as one-two-three
It’s as easy as one-two-three