Look At Us Now

We were young and restless and crazy And tomorrow was a past that would go Angry and hungry believers In a world we would change once and for all Living on instinct was easy We had no use for targets or goals Never stray never bored, never lonely Life was just to rock and to roll Running on great expectations Never short of narcissistic supply Children of unknown generation Refusing to be buried alive Rambling from station to station On a trail of a runaway train Travellers with no destination We owned nothing and had nothing to claim Boys were handsome and racing Girls were willing and eager to play Sleeping around wasn't evil Morals didn't stand in our way Turned out truth was a falsification Happiness a lie and a curse Justice a false allegation Stand in line and no one will get hurt Now we're old and our voices are shaky From screaming in the desert too long We are tired and our vision is blurry But at least our souls have never been sold At least our souls have never been sold Live fast, die young, stay pretty That's what we aimed for and had Moody, rusty and cranky Good Lord, take a look at us now