Memories lost in faded films of my life
And a friend that used to be something special to me
Red wine and good times if you dont feel at all
There is no point in going on tonight

Somethings in the house somethings on the stairs
Wars in the air
The queer is out of order and me Im on the ground
But thats no place to be

Jack burroughs says what you doing
Oh me, Im going home
Oh what a shame
Nothing has changed and nothing is new these days