Over the Hill Van der Graaf Generator

Let's recount our history
Our tale of boom and bust
We could talk a good fight on our day
But when we got a hand to play we bit the dust
Now in our threadbare suits we do our duty
Still sold on the pursuit of a common cause

Now let us call to memory such witness as we dare
We built our bridges, burned them down as well
Maybe all we have to tell is off the square
We tried our instant remedies – they didn't clear the air
Who could foresee how it was bound to end
In a break or in a bend?
We intended well enough...
Oh, but the clock was always counting
The envelope was sealed
And as the pressure's mounting
Still precious little is revealed

Still, let us speak of comradeship, of how we stood as one
Shoulder to shoulder through the thick and thin
While the roof was caving in;
Although everything begins in good faith
For all our sins we'll all end up being skinned
And now there's nowhere left to run to, there's nowhere left to hide
We're strapped in and we're gunning for the roller-coaster ride