Woorden:
Kraker De Gouden Eeuw

And it's a long, long way to the top But when you come down, it's one headlong rush You've got an itch to scratch the shiny bits of light Hanging like

Cigarettes and carrot juice and get yourself a new tattoo For those sleeveless days of June I'm sitting on the Cafe Xeno's steps with a book I haven't

This is the golden age It's hard to imagine With the way I feel today That this is the golden age The golden age Somewhere, I failed Somewhere, I lost

[Unverified] on up, and there's a stub on the sky Ooh, you can still come and bring me coffee in the morning You can still come and make me chicken fried

Sweet thistle pie Sweet thistle pie It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie She claps

Vertaling: Kraker. De Gouden Eeuw.