1968

Nineteen sixty-eight
Listen for sounds that resonate
Everything new is out-of-date
It's coming down fast and I can't wait
You're gonna be late
You're gonna be late.
Nineteen sixty-eight

Nowhere on earth now to escape.
Rock 'n' roll planet going ape
Everyone's bent all out of shape
You're gonna be late?
Now, is it too late?
Nineteen sixty-eight

Now is it too late?
Now, is it too late?
Nineteen sixty-nine
Is looming in the mists of time

Nineteen seventy
Is gonna be the death of me.

Nineteen sixty-eight
Getting high from the smoke grenades,
Anarchists storm the barricades.
Paris in flames and all hope fades.
But is it too late?
It's never too late.
Nineteen sixty-six
We're turning on and turning tricks
Nineteen sixty-five
We was on The Strip
Getting swingers hip
To the ride of our lives.
Nineteen sixty-eight
Motor City Five, Apollo 8
Rock 'n' Roll planet goin' ape
It's coming down fast and I can't wait
It's never too late.
It's never too late.
Nineteen sixty-eight



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Writer(s): Dave Faulkner, Brad Shepherd
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