Today you're punk But tomorrow, who knows? Yeah, it's hard to know Where the money grows Ride along the train That leads to fame You think you stick to your guns But you never aim Down, up and down again That's the way it goes Anywhere the wind blows To where everything glows Anywhere the wind blows That's the way it goes Yesterday's new Is forgotten and dead It's hard to stay sane When you're kicked in the head Strap on a new face And go with the flow Nothing is real to you You've hit an all time low