Why make the past your sacred cow?
Why guess you've changed? You've changed and how
Yeah, yeah, yeahFruit's grown rotten on the bough
Reap what you sow, with a counterfeit plough
Yeah, yeah, yeahThat was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is nowMore sacrifices than an Aztec priest
Standing here straining at that leash
All fall downCan't complain, mustn't grumble
Help yourself to another piece of apple, crumble
And consequentlyHearts of oak are charged and blistered
Russians should be baby sitted
Americans enlisted, heyThat was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is now
That was then, but this is nowThat was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now
That was then, that was then, but this is now