A pretty pass in the rear-view mirror,

it's coming on the overtake...

I've got to stop panicking,

got to stay cool,

got to learn to live with my mistakes.

Overdue debt to the taxman,

I tried to have and eat my cake.



I think I must have been crazy in retrospect;

all the lines run together.

They just don't seem to connect.

I want to update my memory,

I want to rewrite my past...

Ooh, now I found out: no chance.



I think I must have been crazy

to do the stuff I did

I think I must have been crazy, crazy, crazy.



I think I must have been crazy

but that's the price we pay -

every lucky throw of the dice

will come back to us one of these days

I want to update my memory,

I want to rewrite my past,

I don't like what it's telling me,

it all floods back so fast;

I guess I was my own worst enemy,

now I've come to a pretty pass.

A pretty pass, a pretty pass,

there's nothing pretty in the past



I think I must have been crazy, crazy.

Crazy to do what I did