The Party's Over - Cold Chisel

Hey, when I walk with you

The ancient streets, the ancient sounds

That we used to know

All around

Our days were long ago

The party’s over

The party’s over

Baby, in the rooms upstairs

The guns were cleaned but never used

Early middle age

Cut the fuse

Just a cafe society

The party’s over

Yeah the party’s over

Temple bells are all that remain

And the plans we made are now no more

Out of the dreams we knew

It’s only you that survived

The long occupation

Then the war

When I go

Spread my ashes on the sea

Will you remember me

Years away

'Cause I won’t be back this way

The party’s over

Yeah, the party’s over