You appear stage left all searching for your plan of life

Youth of course on your side as they play the drum and fife

Tryin' to get you marching to the worn out song they preach

About how things you hope for are so very out of reach



Can't they even remember

When they had hopes

And dreams?



Adolescence fled; the adolescents sang; while you -- you had no chance

Then before you even knew your wife she got in line to be your first romance

In the sunset of your best years you piled on the debt

You think this can't be happening here -- not here, not now, not yet



You're gonna regret this.

It's your big fall...



Well OK -- life's not what it used to be

We're tryin' to become something that maybe wasn't meant to be

We're now so totally up for grabs -- I hope someone's left to see

Will the end justify the means? Well it beats the heck outta me



In the next round

What will we be?



-- "Entrapment", Naked Raygun, _Understand