Jeunesse D'oree Lyrics - Hammill Peter

The youth are voting with their feet - 

Such a shame that the dance-beat gets so complicated. 

Pretty, pretty it seems... 

On second glance, the look is overrated. 

In the lost-house there's a magic potion, 

timeless motion.... 

Now and again now lasts forever; 

Jeuness d'oree gliding the lily of pleasure. 

The youth are voting with their clothes - 

Such a shame that the hip post is so calculated. 

Round and round it goes: how careless 

the rapture that's overstated. 

In the picture last devotion, waveless ocean - 

Time and again styles goes out of fashion 

Jeunesse d'oree taking the heat out of passion! 

Look at the kid with the golden touch, 

Check out the story expression; 

Look at the man with the golden arm 

and the sensational lesson. 

Follow-my-leader's a game we can play 

till we swallow the tail without thinking 

Catch the hook, tow the line - 

never mind that we're sinking! 

The youth are voting themselves in... 

but the wheel takes a fresh spin 

and they find, tomorrow, 

gaudy garments worn thin, all at best rent... 

and the worst are borrowed. 

Closing orders, fading nations, dissipation, 

time and again, time's unforgiving; 

Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of living 

Now and again, now lasts forever; 

Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of pleasure. 

... Cut.