The times they are a changing backnYou know the heat is risingnI heard a million knuckles cracknIs it so surprising?nnI'm so sick of waitingnAnd I know you feel the samenI'm not getting any youngernAnd I know you feel the samennSo everyone dance as if you didn't carenAnd everyone move, pretend it isn't therenTake a deep breath on leaving the floornAnd lock all the doorsnIts going to be a long, long warnnI'm so sick of waitingnAnd I know you feel the samenI'm not getting any youngernBut the soldiers arennSo everyone dance as if you didn't carenAnd everyone move, pretend it isn't therenTake a deep breath on leaving the floornAnd lock all the doorsnIts going to be a long, long warnLong war, long war, long warnAgain, again, again,again