Well, it's sad to say, but you've had your day
And all those nights you'll never remember
you're growing grey, like the ashes of Pompeii

And it's getting dark, dark as December

Well, the merry-go-round slowly crawls to a stop

And then the carnies collapse the old big top
Cheap chills and thrills sent away on a train
you're taking another trip down memory lane


Well, the movie ends and the credits scroll by
As the music fades like momma's lullaby

it's all been done, every story's twice-told
it's blowing, it's snowing, it's getting cold


Well, it's sad to say, but you've had your day
And all those nights you'll never remember
you're growing grey, like the ashes of Pompeii

And it's getting dark, dark as December

Well, the stylus is stuck deep down in the groove

And just like that needle, you go nowhere to move
Well, who's gonna pick you up with a new start?
And who's gonna drop you down and break your heart?