Going, Going, Gone - John Farnham

Things have changed, since we met you

It’s hard to see your point of view

It’s not the same, we’ve been sold out

Don’t you know, what it’s all about

Going, going, gone, don’t wait too long

You can’t hold on, if you’re too far gone

Going, going, gone, the pressure’s on

Don’t wait too long before you’re too far gone

So we’ve seen, how they run your world

You’re just a name, just a flag unfurled

What they say is what you do

But who are they to answer to?

Now it seems, that we did not know

What it means, when we let go

Although we try, to understand

Now’s the time, to show your hand