Cheated out of eighteen years Jimmy swore this
time he knew his fears hey Jimmy what you gave us
would only forge your soul well we're all the
rights and victims in you heart well we're all
the rights and victims in your heart well a toast
to all your new found friends the young urban
Americans hey Jimmy where's the old songs have
you forgot the words well we're all the rights
and victims in your heart well we're all the
rights and victims in your heart one lonely
September night with a bottle of cheap red wine a
couple of cigarettes Jimmy died all alone did you
hear the old songs or had the faces grown so cold
could you see us one last time or had it been that
long the old songs are dancing in our heads now
and the pictures of the best days gone by the old
songs are dancing in our heads now and the
pictures of the best days gone by well we're all
the rights well we're all the rights.