Beck
The End of the Golden Age
If I was back home
Things would be alright
In the winter it would be cold
And it would get dark at night
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
And now I'm back in town
And it's so much worse
And everyone around
I tried to but it hurts
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back
We gotta go back