Lyrics:

“1989” is the second song on the “You’ll Rebel to Anything” album, released in the US in 2005.
Goodbye 1989
I wanna be the one in control
Rock my white shoes, bolo tie
The next big thing for five years running

It's not your turn
It's not your turn, yet!

Back off, you little shits!
Gnawing at my bits!
I see they breed you by the boatload!
Back off, you little whores!
Get 'em on all fours!
And let me beat you to the fucking punch bowl!

My body's not even cold!
My act is just getting old!

Goodbye 1989
I wanna be the one in control
Rock my white shoes, bolo tie
The next big thing for five years running

It's not your turn
It's not your turn, yet!

Back off, you little shits!
Gnawing at my bits!
I see they breed you by the boatload!
Back off, you little whores!
Get 'em on all fours!
And let me beat you to the fucking punch bowl!

My body's not even cold!
My act is just getting old... old... old
(Woo!)

Ugh!
Some babies wanna get down like this
We eat what we like
Oh, oh, oh, woo!
Ugh!
Some babies wanna get down like this
We hate what we like
(Woo!)

Back off, you little shits!
Gnawing at my bits!
I see they breed you by the boatload!
Back off, you little whores!
Get 'em on all fours!
And let me beat you to the fucking punch!

My body's not even cold!
My act is just getting old...