On the classroom ceiling with his snus
Apparently he's still trying to grow a mustache
But she didn't wanna be with me
Shaved her head, lives with a woman
The boy from the front desk
Sits in the corner alone, just like before
Now on the dance floor his pants are falling to his ankles
We were supposed to change the world
Single mothers, car salesmen
Civil servants, sergeants
Tonight we can be kings for a moment
A golden touch on the ball
If he hadn't fallen into a quarry while drunk
She was going to be a model in Paris
Again tells how she got to the Miss Lohja finals
We were supposed to change the world
Single mothers, car salesmen
Civil servants, sergeants
Tonight we can be kings for a moment
When we put the caps on our heads
We knew everything about everything
Don't know sh*t about anything
Yesterday when I got home
My key didn't fit the lock
My clothes are flying out the window
We were supposed to change the world
Single mothers, car salesmen
Civil servants, sergeants
Tonight we can be kings for a moment
We used to talk for hours
Now I can't say anything else