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