You--You raised your fist
  You were some real Anarchist
  Made a lot of promises to your friends
  You'd never let it end
    Now--You just sit and stare like old men
  Now--You talk about how it was then
  Now it's a few years later
  Your scene isn't looking so good
  Everything you had, the lives you led
  Dead or misunderstood
  So--You'll rise from the dead
  You'll show everyone
  But you're running, running scared
  From ghosts of the past
  You can't run too fast
  No--You'll never get back what you had
  No--Well...that's just too bad
  Gone--Where did it go, it happened yesterday
  No--Where did it go, it happened yesterday