Well, I guess that this is now the end
  who'd have thought
  my old friend
  we signed the papers and we capped the pen
  But I remember you from way back when
  'Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
  welcome David-what's-his-name-again'
  Things change -
  the old cliche
  if we knew now what we knew yesterday
  oh, we couldn't give it away.
  
  I was working at a record store
  I knew you,
  you knew the score
  some kind of deal is what we're looking for
  Time came, and disappeared
  no one steered and
  it got weirder
  help was needed, no one volunteered.
  
  Things change,
  you got to wait a bit
  what made me think that I could weather it?
  you're down before you even notice
  you've been hit
  
  And through it all I wondered where the bus
  was taking you
  who knew?
  and even though my one and one was always
  making two
  I never thought that I was breaking you.
  
  We were victims of the old taboo
  but people change
  we changed too
  just make it count before they get to you.
  
  Things change -
  baby, hold the phone! -
  they'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone
  Oh, you better go it alone.
  
  Well, I guess that this is now the end
  the paper's signed -
  forget the pen
  wonder if we'll ever meet again?