The things you sent me, well I will send them away The soul of a man is not something That could be contained But man, can I be solely ashamed Of the things that I accepted, that I cannot change La-oh, ch ch La-oh, ch ch Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ah ah ah oh Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ooh oo-ooh Ah ah ah oh Well there are cigarette burns and beer cans all over the floor And no one wants to party here anymore I guess I'll see you on the other side of things In my dreams where you are my bride and I am king Well there is you and me There is you and I Our quiet dignity will Keep us alive And the camera focuses on those Who will take our place The young, the anxious, the nervous The babyfaced