Oh, my god, it's been ages   Look at you now   I've read about you      This place still looks the same   Down to the drunks and homeless ones   Well, you now how it is      I should be leaving   I am fine, I am fine   I shut doors and windows   And sleep for days      A familiar face without meaning   Nowhere lost   Someone set fire to   The place I used to call my home      Soon everyone is back for Christmas break   Counting victims   And what measure do you use on your old friends?   Oh, success!