| «so this is what we got from pushing everyone around:
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| the old ones burning out, the young ones full of doubts
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| and maybe i’m just jealous of the emotions in your way
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| that helped you to throw all of this away.
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| or is it just me feeling left out
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| from what seems to keep everyone alive,
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| or did i just miss all the safety announcements
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| in all these years throughout my life
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| that tried to warn me
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| and protect me from myself?
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| and the last shows have been alright
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| and ten years is a long time.
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| and the last shows have been alright
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| and ten long years is a long time.
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| at first we were all the same:
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| making plans, fueling the flame.
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| pints of lager made us strong,
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| getting them for free made us go on.
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| then we got rid of all distractions,
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| putting our plans into action.
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| motivation was here to stay
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| and our frustration led the way.
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| but now we lost it!
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| we kept ourselves too busy all the time.
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| unreliability slowly seemed to rhyme
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| with all the output and all the drinking inbetween
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| for those who do, and for those who don’t know what i mean
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| for those with a plan and for those not knowing what to do,
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| and for those about to drop out, we salute you!
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| maybe i’m just jealous of the emotions in your way
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| that help you to throw all of this away." |