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作词 : Dessie Magee
作曲 : Dessie Magee
Stick with the times, you won’t get far son
Imagine holding on to air
There’s leaders sleeping in the streets
Everything is changing
I needed one but now need three,
To satisfy my own needs
This life is merely based on greed
Everything is changing
Since the fire went out I fear the water’s getting in
Where there once stood a crowd I see the gang is getting thin
I used to make my own way back from here
That was a long time ago
That was a long time ago
Are you who you wanna be right now?
Is this where you wanna be right now?
Are you what you wanna be right now?
A wannabe right now
A wannabe right now
Stick with the times, you won’t get far son
Imagine holding on to air
There’s leaders sleeping in the streets
Everything is changing
Everything is changing
Everything is changing
Since the fire went out I fear the water’s getting in
Where there once stood a crowd I see the gang is getting thin
I used to make my own way back from here
That was a long time ago
That was a long time ago
That was a long time ago
That was a long time ago