1999

It was a Monday morning 1999

He sold his records out

Or gave them out somewhere

He shook his freedom up

It's never late to start

To get yourself another life

And drive the city

Away away away

Away away away

He left his painting's back

A broken piano where

He played romantic songs

For all the nice girls there

And in a pack of books

He left his idols there

He took his freedom for a ride one way

It's not over yet over yet over yet

It's not over yet over yet over yet

It's not over yet over yet over yet

It's not over yet over yet over yet