[Verse 1: Michael Tretow]
All throughout my past, I wanted money
And not long ago I wanted fame
All of my life, I'd do anything at all
To keep right on a-winnin' in the game
And I sacrificed my wife, my friends and spirit
A trail of corpses strung out far behind
When the warning whistle blew, I couldn't hear it
Now I'm sittin' in this park a-drinkin' wine
[Chorus: Michael Tretow]
And it's the bottom coming up
So please refill my cup
Just a rollercoaster ride into the grave
[Verse 2: Micheal Tretow & Agnetha Fältskog]
It was so far down from up there, I got dizzy
And somewhere along the line, I lost control (Aah)
'Cause a shooting-star career will keep you busy (Aah)
And you got no time to mind about your soul
[Chorus: Michael Tretow]
And it's the bottom coming up
So please refill my cup
Just a rollercoaster ridе into the grave
All throughout my past, I wanted money
And not long ago I wanted fame
All of my life, I'd do anything at all
To keep right on a-winnin' in the game
And I sacrificed my wife, my friends and spirit
A trail of corpses strung out far behind
When the warning whistle blew, I couldn't hear it
Now I'm sittin' in this park a-drinkin' wine
[Chorus: Michael Tretow]
And it's the bottom coming up
So please refill my cup
Just a rollercoaster ride into the grave
[Verse 2: Micheal Tretow & Agnetha Fältskog]
It was so far down from up there, I got dizzy
And somewhere along the line, I lost control (Aah)
'Cause a shooting-star career will keep you busy (Aah)
And you got no time to mind about your soul
[Chorus: Michael Tretow]
And it's the bottom coming up
So please refill my cup
Just a rollercoaster ridе into the grave
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