1989, the year of change Wall was tearing down And metal crossed the trench 1989, locked in the chains Restricted filth and fury Adapted and fucking sane We're children of that age No one can understand We think way diferrent They call us old school man 1989, we were confused All that news pass by Don't know what to choose 1989, we took our way Malignant Tumour band From then until our grave We're children of that age No one can understand We think way diferrent We're old school mans Ashes to ashes and dust to the dust Our age is falling, covered by rust Everyone's cheating, robbing but why?! I would be better back... in '89 Ashes to ashes and dust to the dust Our age is falling, covered by rust Everyone's cheating, robbing but why?! I would be better back... in '89 Friendship was more than one bloody pound Much greater music was then, than right now Everything changes from good to not fine Where is time machine to go back... to '89