Down with the shine, the perfect shine
That poisons the well and ruins my mind
I get took for a ride every time
Down with the glistening shine

It’s in with the new, and out with the old
Out goes the warm and in comes the cold
It’s the most predictable story told
In with the young, out with the old

Chorus

A bellyful of high-dollar wine
A fat hand, a fat wallet too
Things change and get strange with the movement of time
It’s happening right now to you

It’s a real bad time to bring up the truth
Though we searched, we found no fountain of youth
Not in Spain, nowhere near
Anywhere close to here

Nothing’s good, because nothing lasts
And all that comes here, comes here to pass
I would voice my pain, but the change wouldn’t last
All that comes, it comes here to pass