What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing Can't you tell that your tie's too wide Maybe I should buy some old tab collars Welcome back to the age of jive Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey You can't dress trashy 'til you spend a lot of money Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock 'n roll to me What's the matter with the car I'm drivin' Can't you tell that it's out of style Should I get a set of white wall tires Are you gonna cruise a miracle mile Nowadays you can't be too sentimental You best bet's a true baby blue continental Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk It's still rock 'n roll to me Oh, it doesn't matter what they say in the papers 'Cause it's always been the same old scene There's a new band in town but you can't get the sound From a story in a magazine, aimed at your average teen How about a pair of pink sidewinders And a bright orange pair of pants Well, you could really be a Beau Brummel baby If you just give it half a chance Don't waste your money on a new set of speakers You get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways It's still rock 'n roll to me What's the matter with the crowd I'm seein' Don't you know that they're out of touch Should I try to be a straight 'A' student If you are then you think too much Don't you know about the new fashion honey All you need are looks and a whole lotta money It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways It's still rock 'n roll to me Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock 'n roll to me