Well we were innocent and unafraid— In uncomplicated carefree days—So aloof And so blasé when we were young—Life Was so much simpler then—We were surrounded by so many real men—Who thought Their weakness was a strength— Oh how wrong they were I’m gonna tell you something you might Not wanna hear—Gonna tell it straight my dear—It’s the reason I am here—I’m Gonna tell you something you might not wanna know—Show you somewhere you Should go—Before you end up in a big black hole Well I loved you then and I love you Still—I admire your old-fashioned iron will—I can’t stand here and watch you Go downhill without saying a word—It’s the ancient game of tug-o-war—The Immovable rock, the unstoppable force—It’s time to cut the umbilical cord And stand up on your own You gotta get out—You gotta get out