anybody seen my old friend bill the long haired hippie who we all knew as jill left us on one friday night got lost and drunk and into a fight heard he followed the dead round for a year anybody seen my old friend jay the sweet lounge lizard who danced like sugar ray left this bar one friday night got lost and stoned and into a fight heard he followed fugazi for a year while we say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me yeah we say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me aw brother t and all the hipsters and all the losers and all the freaks shuffle round like shadows on brooklyn streets dreamin of their glory days where peace and love was just a hit away funny how the buzz always seems to fade while we say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me yeah we say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me aw brother t well it s a screwed up situation no matter what the priest might say it s just a loser generation who slowly die while they say while they say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me yeah we say ain t it cool how time rolls on but not for me yeah we say ain t it cool how time rolls on ain t it cool how time rolls on man it s cool how time rolls on but not for me no not for me aw brother t