Was it all that bad? Did it mean that much? Did it help at all? Did the world realy turn?
How could you throw it all away? Did our conscience dare to stray? Why did we bother anyway? When all we got was truth and pain
So good morning comrades There’s work to be done What can we do but carry on We’re in denial but having fun The past is gone for everyone We've lost the art of being young So good morning comrades There’s work to be done
You better take all my advice It's not so hard to make it right Never turn off those fading lights Never turn off those fading lights
How could you throw it all away? Did our conscience dare to stray Why did we bother anyway? When all we got was truth and pain
So good morning comrades There’s work to be done What can we do but carry on We’re in denial but having fun The past is gone for everyone We've lost the art of being young So good morning comrades There’s work to be done
Was it all that bad? Did it really mean that much? Did it help at all? Did the world realy turn?