Changing the Guard - Level 42, Mark King

Come on wave y’all, down by the riverside

Say toodle-loo to the passing of a king

If you can cling to the magic of the moment

You’ll carry on the message, just like him

Don’t be afraid, there’s nothing to be scared of You’re not alone, even when you’re by yourself

There ain’t too much that really makes a ha’p’ths worth o' difference

There ain’t nothing new, that ain’t been done before

Is this the end of the old guard?

I wouldn’t count on it Is this end of the old platoon?

When all the nations speak, unto the nations

Not by the party boys who claim the title king

We’ll stop to see the changes that are written

By the dawning of a new world here within

Is this the end of the old guard?

I wouldn’t count on it Is this the end of the old platoon?

Don’t count on it

I’ve seen the changes

And I’ve heard the liberties

So don’t you tell me there’s no more I can do I built a castle from the dreams of idle wasters

And I’m on the ramparts looking down at you

Is this the end of the old guard?

I wouldn’t count on it Is this the end of the old platoon?