I like it    I don't like it

You've never driven through a red light,

Or let your mind leave your body.

It's pitch black in bed every night:

You set the clock right for the morning alarm.

You've never wanted to start any fights,

Don't know a thing about tapping in on wires.

I fill the room with people

but still you sit empty,

Stuck like putty.

I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,

But you couldn't get over the old one-two,

And nevertheless, you'll do.

Nevertheless, you'll do.

Nevertheless, I do.

You're getting up in the morning and put on your suit [ca. 0'55]

For the office, and leave me.

You come home all pushed and pulled,

At six-thirty in the evening.

The television, it takes you away

To a picture-world where I have no say in it.

I fill the room with people

but still you sit empty,

Stuck like putty.

I tried to teach you good rock'n'roll,

But you couldn't get over the old one-two,

And nevertheless, you'll do.

Nevertheless, you'll do.

Nevertheless, I do