Memories lost in the faded films of my life

And a friend that used to be

Something special to me

Red wine and good times

If you don't feel at all

There is no point in going on tonight



Something's in the house

Something's on the stairs

War's in the air

The queer is out of order

And me I'm on the ground

But that's no place to be

Jack Burroughs says 'what you doing'

'Oh me I'm going home'

'Oh what a shame'

Nothing has changed

And nothing is new

These days