The Relatives

Swing was the thing, long ago
Elvis was king long ago
But I’m constantly avoiding extremes
I’m dodging those absolutes
Singing the song in my head
Makes no sense at all
Fab were the four, long ago
Jim closed the door ago
But I’m constantly avoiding extremes
I’m dodging those absolutes
Whispering words in my head
Makes no sense at all
I’m constantly avoiding extremes
I’m dodging those absolutes
Singing the song in my head
Makes no sense at all