When we were younger…we prided ourselves in being what we would call hip!
We were hip by our music, by how we danced, even the clothes that we wore.
and as grandma’s and grandpas we still think we’re hip
but we’re told no-one uses that term anymore….
Back then when it came time to watch the Grammys
we knew the words to every song…
we watched as the performers did their singing and dancing
and we danced
and we sang along…
But as the years have slipped away from us
though we still have our musical hunger
it seems the people doing the singing
have gotten younger
and younger
and younger.
So now when it’s time to watch the Grammys
we don’t always feel we belong…
We often can’t understand what it is they are singing
which makes it impossible to sing along.
And if we try to dance like they dance
we don’t feel like hipsters…at all.
In fact the only hip we are feeling
Is the one that we bruise…when we fall!
So now we sit back and relax watching the Grammys
they still put on a wonderful show
and we listen and try as old hipsters
to pick up and use their argot…
So this year we were dope with the clothes they wore on that stage
and dope with the songs that were sung…
though we’re pretty sure dope doesn’t mean the same thing
as it did back when we hipsters were young.
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