Think about old times

Living's tight
Your money is all gone
Get your tapes
And play some old songs
Feel the rush
Of power through you
Feel the flare
Just like you used to
It is hard to be like you are
Drinking gold
And driving fine cars

Walking down the streets
One tuesday
You're drunk
And you can't walk straight
Feel the rush
Of power through you
Feel the flare
Just like you used to

I used to be like you are
Spending all my money
In some fine bar

But in the end
Who's really living
Who feels like life
Has more to give
And in the end
When curtains falling
Who can look back
On all the gives
Cause in the end
It will be all proven
For all we have done
When we must pay
And there is nothing
You can bring
All gold and diamonds
Will fade away
Think about all times

So your wife and kids
Have left you
And taken all
The good times from you
But you're keeping strong and going
Just like the wind
Keeps blowing

I just used to be like you are
Spending all my money
In some fine bar

But in the end
Who's really living
Who feels like life
Has more to give
And in the end
When curtains falling
Who can look back
On all the gives
Cause in the end
It will be all proven
For all we have done
When we must pay
And there is nothing
You can bring
All gold and diamonds
Will fade away
Think about all times

Money won't buy you happiness
But golden memories
Keeps you company
In your loneliness
The walls closing in
You feel so alone
In the night

But in the end
Who's really living
Who feels like life
Has more to give
And in the end
When curtains falling
Who can look back
On all the gives
Cause in the end
It will be all proven
For all we have done
When we must pay
And there is nothing
You can bring
All gold and diamonds
Will fade away
Think about all times