On a night in New York in 1951
In a country where they turn back time
You go looking through the crowd like Bud Collyer
Contemplating a cheer

Roxanne comes out of the set in the assistant's podium
Like what the boy scouts cheering
Don't bother asking for taking pictures
She'll just tell you that she came

In the year of the scout

She doesn't give you time for winning
As she smiles looking at Sylvannia
And you follow till your sense of the 300 scouts
Completely looking up

By the way Carole had died nine years ago
There's a hidden time she leads you to
These days, she says, "I feel my life
Just like you have taking pictures"

The year of the scout

Well, looks like the way we watched
And recall George & Germaine never watched TV
She comes in incense and taking pictures
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside

The year of the scout

Well the end is nigh and we have the cast
of Last Man Standing traveling to time
And you've gotten artificial intelligence to see that show
So you have to stay on

But the time the show is going to be over
In the thoughts of seeing CBS time
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to watch

In the year of the scout
Year of the scout