Let's pour the poison on This time is mine This time is yours Here's a toast to our future Here's to nostalgia Now throw it in the trash We'll erase the salad days Or they'll never end We have created a shining new slate To be read and discarded For our day is not one in many a year And i will relish our memories and vices Days in the years to come And from the flame to the choke Open the mind, crumbles the body It's good times to k** It's not a secret though certainly it's a trick But we'll die anyway We may choose the time And we may choose the speed Slow on down Slow to the climax Fly to the end For our day is not one in many a year And i will relish our memories and vices Days in the years to come