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Even if the good old days were goodEven if the old days were golden daysThe past is aterrible place to liveMisguided missiles, skin creams and carsLoaded with dreams, pretty facesI'm loaded with stories, I'm loaded with dreamsLoaded with ambition, I'm loaded with live ammunitionsSaving up for Linda, saving up for PamSaving up for Naomi, Ican therefore I amSavin' up for Mary, savin' up for Jane1000 pieces all over the roomLet's do it aagin, Icon therefore I amLoaded with dreams, loaded with lifeI only wish you knewHow hard it is for me to spareThis kind of thing with youAnd if you sense a smokesceen hereA trick of dry ice