The Ramones Are Dead Paroles

But I can't listen to them now
Without mourning a small town
And the mom and pops I loved
Once a missionary man
I age into obscurity with them
The Ramones are dead

You could judge a band by a cover flipping thru the bins
Assured enough to take a spin
The art and lyrics big enough to see and read
Pull the record from it's sleeve
Spear the cut hole, arm and speed
Plunge the needle, shaking like a drug fiend

But I can't listen to them now
Without mourning a small town
And the mom and pops I loved
Once a missionary man
I age into obscurity with them But it all seems different now
It's far too easy to get anything in demand
I'll say it once again
The Ramones are dead