Žodžiai dainai: Abc. That Was then but This is Now.

Why make the past your sacred cow?
Why guess you've changed? You've changed and how
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Fruit's grown rotten on the bough
Reap what you sow, with a counterfeit plough
Yeah, yeah, yeah

That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now

More sacrifices than an Aztec priest
Standing here straining at that leash
All fall down

Can't complain, mustn't grumble
Help yourself to another piece of apple, crumble
And consequently

Hearts of oak are charged and blistered
Russians should be baby sitted
Americans enlisted, hey

That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now

That was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now