Why make the past your sacred cow? I guess you've changed, you've changed and how Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fruit's grown rotten on the bough Reap what you sow, with a counterfeit plough Yeah, yeah, yeah
That was then but this is now That was then but this is now
More sacrifices than an Aztec priest Standing here straining at that leash All fall down
Can't complain, musn't grumble Help yourself to another peace of apple crumble And consequently
Hearts of oak are charged and blistered Russians should be baby-sitted Americans enlisted
That was then but this is now That was then but this is now That was then but this is nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
