You've come up in the world   

And it's all to your credit

You made something of your life

Like you always said you would

But whatever happened to the girl I used to know

And all those halcyon days of love



You've come up in the world   

And it's such a shame

You made a success of a dream

But it seems so empty now

With your weak excuses and 

Your condescending ways

And all to frequent nights alone 



I've come down in the world

And it's all to your credit

You made something of my life

But you've thrown it all away

For your books and your fancy talk

Your new-found friends and all

Your theories on mankind and society