I used to live in the eighties, I remember it all too well Suffered from all the the bad things that surrounded me in those days I first turned goth and dressed in black, went to hell and barely came back But then suddenly I saw the light, the guitars weren't loud but bright Had to make a statement Music was so bad I had to form a band, keep away from mullets hide my head in the sand And become a popstar by being lazy and shy, didn't know why, just didn't know just why Somehow I miss those times When youth was still ahead Used to wake up in the eighties. Didn't like it but what could you do Sit down and wait for the nineties? I guess time must have been moving too slow Have to blame myself for the outcome, there were reasons why it almost went wrong The story could have been so great, but it all came out in just one song That's all that matters The reason why I cared to even let things happen, the same old story told in various versions A decade that made me wonder what I did on this planet, made me almost cry almost cry Music was so bad ... I remember my future. And now it's all behind