Once it was just innocence Brash ideas and insolence But you will never get away With the things you say today But you can try if you want Dont' you get embarrassed when you read the precious things you said Many many years ago when life appeared rosy red No one ever shared your bed Nothing ever filled your head Except yourself and little Ted And scary dreams that you were dead. Don't you want to hide your face When going through your teenage books And read the kind of crap you wrote About "Ban the Bomb" and city crooks Think about how long it took To get over that sudden "Yuk" When in the mirror you would look Well now my son you're well in stook Cry if you want Cry if you want Didn't you writh in anger when you saw the man in his big car Didn't you drive a banger and a gallon didn't get you far Should have been a famous star But that ain't what you really are You could shout your last harrah While they are propping up the bar Maybe things were better then Before you led a promised life Rash commitements and heavy raps and left wing spiel all compromised You fall in love with other's wives Drive 'em nuts with empty lies Angry 'cos you lost the prize