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So the golden age passed away to silver |
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But that was long ago |
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There were swimming holes and the vaudeville |
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They gave way to this |
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Bronze turned itself slowly into iron |
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And here we are today |
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If what you say has a grain of truth |
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The age of rust is soon |
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Please, it's not a thing just to bring you down |
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It's just a passing phase |
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But who'll believe your piano played itself |
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A long forgotten air |
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Chorus |
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The golden age, it'll never fade away |
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Today just don't seem the same |
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The golden age, it'll never fade away |
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If you were there |
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There will always be someone telling you |
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That these are wicked times |
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Rainy days come down just to make you think |
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Of all the shades of grey |
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No one knew that you liked to paint |
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Until they cleaned your room |
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Chorus |
