Well, I guess that this is now the end   who'd have thought   my old friend   we signed the papers and we capped the pen   But I remember you from way back when   'Good evening, ladies and gentlemen   welcome David-what's-his-name-again'   Things change -   the old cliche   if we knew now what we knew yesterday   oh, we couldn't give it away.      I was working at a record store   I knew you,   you knew the score   some kind of deal is what we're looking for   Time came, and disappeared   no one steered and   it got weirder   help was needed, no one volunteered.      Things change,   you got to wait a bit   what made me think that I could weather it?   you're down before you even notice   you've been hit      And through it all I wondered where the bus   was taking you   who knew?   and even though my one and one was always   making two   I never thought that I was breaking you.      We were victims of the old taboo   but people change   we changed too   just make it count before they get to you.      Things change -   baby, hold the phone! -   they'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone   Oh, you better go it alone.      Well, I guess that this is now the end   the paper's signed -   forget the pen   wonder if we'll ever meet again?