Memories lost in faded films of my life And a friend that used to be something special to me Red wine and good times if you don't feel at all There is no point in going on tonight Something's in the house something's on the stairs War's in the air The queer is out of order and me i'm on the ground But that's no place to be Jack Burroughs says "what you doing" "Oh me, I'm going home" "Oh what a shame" Nothing has changed and nothing is new these days