Lyrics
Nothing came from it
Although he had a marvellous time, as always
He felt it was a city in decline
The economy has tanked
And the sportsmen started to lose
But he could not keep hold of his own name
He thought, the moment you're established, you start to decay
That standing still is a sucker's game
So he left before his mind grew weary and his beard turned grey
He left the station with a briefcase full of ideas
Never conservative, over-cautious or cowardly
Take what is unlimited and summon what is free
There is never a final stop, only opportunity
Remember, there's an eclectic brilliance as far as your mind can see
Leave the stranger from the office building to stew in obscurity
Stride off toward your particular account of prosperity
Where your exclusiveness isn't based on others' morality
(There was)
A blinding glimpse of the obvious
An irrefutable and straight path
A clear choice and a decisive move
An inspirational speech in a bourgeios home tonight
(Tonight)
Dreams only come alive at night
You never really get what you would like: Often, not even what you need
The only thing you can decide is what to do and who to please
Struggle against the indifference, because there never is much of a chance
What you are and who you can be is the only thing that even matters to me
A fighting chance for the obvious
Something more than a fading choice
It's all in your head
It's all you can have tonight
It's all you can have tonight