Going through these old scrapbooks

Its where the pasts been laid to rest

Innocence clashes with ambition puts it to the test



Now it's over

And this is where we've arrived

Most others would just be

Happy that they'd survived

Coz they all want it they want it

But they just don't get it now



Cutting through all the late night stoned up talking of being blessed

Sure life's got complicated but someday babies must be dressed



Now we've been there

And this is where we've arrived

Most others would just be

Happy that thaey'd survived

Cos they all want it they want it

But they just don't get it now



Get a grip on your true friends

Collect your conciousness

Then maybe



If you want it you want it

You just might get it