(Instrumental)
lost in our games No time for the memories We look in the haze We're the kids of the century It wasn't our fault Everything's done mum, we fall Let's
years, Like how it fells to be ten years old at the County fair Hotdog stand, When you're hungry hotdogs smell so doggone grand Hoppin' thru the sawdust
our games No time for the memories we look in the haze We're the kids of the century it wasn't our fault Ev'rything's done mum, we fall Let's keep on