Yeah, never mind 2,000. Just look ahead 20 more years to the year 2020.
Yeah, all the boomers will be, what, well, old.
Old.
Like this.
2020.
It's ironic that it'll be 2020 and you won't be able to see much of anything.
I mean,
who would have thought that the doors of perception would be bifocals?
It's the year 2020. There's retirees aplenty.
You wouldn't think old folks could multiply.
But the boomer generation is bankrupting the nation.
There's millions and they never seem to die.
We needed a fundraiser so we put on Woodstock 3 while there was still a demand.
It was a septuagenarian age of Aquarian love generations last stand.
And they worked all day setting up the stage while the old folks gathered round.
When the announcer said, good evening folks, they all shouted, turn it down.
And the day glow painted peace sign buses started to arrive.
They weren't filled with the grateful dead, they were filled with the grateful still alive.
Old James Brown, he could still get down, but he couldn't get up again.
Joe Cocker sang, I get by with a little help from Depence.
Crosby stills and Nash had come to sing their gold.
But now they changed their name to Crosby stills and Nash and Old.
There was a high pitched squealing noise each time Santana played.
But it wasn't coming from his guitar, it was from his hearing aid.
There is only one beat left and he still goes out on a tour.
An ancient Mormon caught me six when I was 64.
Ex hippies still take a trip although they're not on drugs.
They used to trip on acid, but now they trip on rugs.
And if they have a wood stock for, for those still left to buy it.
It won't be three days of peace and love, but three days of peace and quiet.
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
That's heavy man.