Today you're punk
But tomorrow, who knows?
Yeah, it's hard to know
Where the money grows

Ride along the train
That leads to fame
You think you stick to your guns
But you never aim

Down, up and down again

That's the way it goes
Anywhere the wind blows
To where everything glows
Anywhere the wind blows
That's the way it goes

Yesterday's new
Is forgotten and dead
It's hard to stay sane
When you're kicked in the head

Strap on a new face
And go with the flow
Nothing is real to you
You've hit an all time low