Текст: Orson. Radio.

Friday night
I pull into the station
The same routine
The same old situation

Pushing through the crowd
And then I hear a song
I wonder if the good old days
Are really gone

We used to be crazier
Now we're so serious
Was life really easier
Or what we just did here?

Am I too young? Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
It doesn't rock, it doesn't roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?

We'd stay out all night
To see our favorite band
Hanging out backstage
Was like the holy land

We used to be crazier
Now we're so serious
Was life really easier
Or what we just did here?

Am I too young? Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
It doesn't rock, it doesn't roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?

Am I too young? Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
I just wanna rock, I wanna roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?

We'd turn up the radio
And wake up the neighbors
Was it so long ago?
It seems like it was only yesterday

Am I too young? Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
It doesn't rock, it doesn't roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?

Am I too young? Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
It doesn't rock, it doesn't roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?