F#m Out of my garden, passed the battle cruiser, Bm We jumped over cemetery gates, F#m There on the wasteland, we saw the horizon, Bm I noticed your pupils dilate. PRE-CHORUS: Bm A F#m G F#m ECame from the booze and the fags generation, And prayed for the mayhem to start, You said you were foolish but I saw the genius, In pulling the stitches apart. Bm D A E So raise your glass to the ones who have passed, G F#m And the ones that got away, ohh.G Bm F#m G They're at it again, let's roll just like we used to, G Bm F#m G In fields when we were young our hearts got lost in the circles, A Bm A Bm We had it all, a rise and fall.