Song Description

Parody of modern bands that sound like the Byrds, the Beatles, and other sixties groups; comment on music industry

Lyrics

I'm a goofy white kid
And I'm losing my hair
And I wish I was Roger McGuinn
I'd like to have some talent
But it just isn't there
Now, tell me, is that such a sin
I was born too late to be groovy
Everything I learned I saw in a movie
But I know I'll go far
I'll rewrite Roger's repertoire in

My whiny voice
My whiny voice
My whiny voice
I'm so alternative

It's been twenty-five years
Since Mommy bore me
And what a time I've had
I paid my dues watching MTV
Now, tell me, is that so bad
My role models played heavy metal
While I dreamed of polishing Ringo's pedal
But I know I'm a man
I've got Daddy's business plan and

My whiny voice, etc.

You take these three tired chords
And you can't go wrong
You add some pitiful words
And you make the snare drum
The loudest thing in the song

So when you see me on the tube
Remember the nerd
That you laughed at in Phys Ed
That song they keep playing
That you think you've heard
Well, that came out of my head
I'm not one of you groping slackers
I've got a room full of Rickenbackers
And I know they're in tune
I wake my roadie every day at noon with

My whiny voice
My whiny voice
My whiny voice
(I'm kiddin' you)
My whiny voice
(A complete unknown)
My whiny voice
(Writing for ROLLING STONE)
My whiny voice
I'm so alternative

Copyright 1995 Harold Howland Music (BMI)
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