Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sports Team
Performer
Matias Tellez
Piano
Benjamin Mack
Synthesizer
Henry Young
Electric Guitar
Robert Knaggs
Background Vocals
Alexander Rice
Lead Vocals
Alexandra Greenwood
Drums
Oliver Dewdney
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Mack
Songwriter
Henry Young
Songwriter
Robert Knaggs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matias Tellez
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well, baby's trying to come for my house
Well maybe, poor baby, you should try a bit harder
When I was your age we didn't have marijuana, we just had
Working at a job every day
And if you ever felt down, well then, baby, you'd fake it
Well, know I've never even seen myself naked
And I'm fine
[PreChorus]
Now it's all just vaping and porn
It's probably all that sitting on faces they're doing
Ah, these kids don't even know they've been born
I can't think what they do when they're together
They do when they're together
They do when they're together, they're doing
Probably doing it together
They're doing it together
They're doing, doing, doing
[Chorus]
Good god, boys these days
Look like girls, look like girls these days
Look like girls, look like girls
[Verse 2]
Maybe what they need is a war
Ah, these kids, nah, they don't care about nothing at all
When I was your age, we didn't even have doors, we just had
Playing in the traffic with rocks
If a car knocked you down, well then, you'd get right back up
When I was your age, you know, we didn't need much to have fun
[PreChorus]
Now it's all just fucking on drugs
For dear old Maureen, well, once a year was enough
Well, whatever happened to not making love?
It's just sick
What they do when they're together
They do when they're together
They do when they're together, they do when
Probably doing it together
They're doing it together
They're doing, doing, doing
[Chorus]
Boys these days
Oh, those boys these days
Oh, those boys
Good god, boys these days
Look like girls, look like girls
Boys these days
Look like girls
[Outro]
Oh, no-no-no one's smoking cigarettes
They're chaining up the pubs
To glue themselves to goalposts, just give the whole thing up
Oh, well, they talk about our feelings
And give each other hugs
Oh, those boys these days
Look like girls, look like girls
Boys these days
Written by: Benjamin Mack, Henry Young, Robert Knaggs