You could hardly call it sublime   But it was a pretty good time   She was resplendent in her fashion   She lacked that certain passion      I was such a keener   For the lifestyle that had weaned her   It was such a different scene   And I tried to grow up mean      And I met her in Alberta   But never uttered a word-a   Of feelings that I had   Even when I felt real bad      And life is so contrary   Teenage years are scary   Experience was nil   And I see her still      In the bar from the libraries   Wars and bowls of cherries   The poetry of ages   The rosemaries and the sages      And the wheat and wind and dirtiness   The prairies and the earthiness   The clumsiness of youth   And the wisdom and the truth      I was thinking just the other day   Was it fun, was it dumb, was it right?   Guess I'll get a case of beer   Looks like I'm gonna be up all night      Well it was neat and almost forgotten   Not quite like Johnny Rotten   All the punkers drank their fill   And they puked on the windowsill      Of a blurry, uncertain future   While bustin' all the sutures   Of a past tattooed with pain   Impossible to explain      And it took about forty full moons   And a hundred thousand sad tunes   And a million barricades   A bad version of Purple Haze      To lift the rusty visor   Of jaded night inside her   Saw the starting gun   And life went on the run      I was thinking just the other day   Was it fun, was it dumb, was it right?   Guess I'll get a case of beer   Looks like I'm gonna be up all night      Well I tried to stay behind her   But the slipstream's a sidewinder   And I tripped on an ideal   And my heart burned a peel      So I collected my resources   And I ate about seven courses   And a dozen bad mistakes   Served on silver plates      She lived happily ever after   And I got caught in the laughter   A minute by the stream   Of an adolescent dream      And I wound up in the alley   With a broken heart to rally   Against a world of hurt   And we ate it for dessert      So I lost her in Alberta   And since then I never hurt-a   Her vision or her light   Or her blindness of her night      Me, I'm parallel with danger   Now that she's become a stranger   Gotta laugh when it hits the surface   Too bad the past can't find a purchase      I was thinking just the other day   Was it fun, was it dumb, was it right?   Guess I'll get a case of beer   Looks like I'm gonna be up all night   I'm gonna be up all night