When I was a young, young man   Back in the Twentieth Century   Well, you made your own amusements then   Flying to the Moon      The benefit of hindsight   Is always black and white   There's always were contrasting ways   To help you through the night   From bright morning star   To morning Sun      But they are so far away   That I won't even ask them to stay      I've been looking for a way to be true   A way out of the blue   Calling but I can't get through   To explain myself to you      The constant repetition   Of details from the past   The painful human anguish   Of why can't true love last   Whilst living in the wreckage   Of all we have done      But you are so far away   That I won't even ask you to stay      The day the Berlin Wall came down   And other days forgotten   Nostalgia isn't what it was   Farewell then, Johnny Rotten      Brian Jones and Jackson Pollock   Chairman Mao, see you later Allen Ginsberg   You changed the world somehow   The times when we weren't crying   Have been fun      But they are so far away   That I won't even ask them to stay   No way   No, I won't even ask them to stay