When I was a young, young man
Back in the Twentieth Century
Well, you made your own amusements then
Flying to the moon
The benefit of hindsight
Is always black and white
There always were contrasting ways
To help you through the night
From bright morning star to morning sun
But they are so far away
That I won't even ask them to stay
I've been looking for a way to be true
A way out of the blue
Calling but I can't get through
To explain myself to you
The constant repetition
Of details from the past
The painful human anguish
Of why can't true love last?
Whilst living in the wreckage of all we have done
But you are so far away
That I won't even ask you to stay
The day the Berlin Wall came down
And other days forgotten
Nostalgia isn't what it was
Farewell then, Johnny Rotten
Brian Jones and Jackson Pollock, Chairman Mao
See you later Allen Ginsberg
You changed the world somehow
The times when we weren't crying have been fun
But they are so far away
That I won't even ask them to stay
No way
No, I won't even ask them to stay