They've been still in their tracks For many's the year Through watching and waiting They've made their careers And they've got frozen hands Like broken down clocks They wait by the door For opportunity's knock -Chorus- They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin When the good old days are wearing thin, but The good old days have all withered and died Some go on livin' on the sentimental side Tall tales and short stories I know i'll hear them again All about the time, do you remember when? We were all local legends Or heores at least Has the truth been stretched About killing the beast? They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin When the good old days are wearing thin, but The good old days have all withered and died Some go on livin'on the sentimental side The circle is broken Now there's more than just one And there's room to move Where before there was none For we stood in our circles And looked to the inside Our backs to the world Unaware of the outside They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin When the good old days are wearing thin, but The good old days have all withered and died Some go on livin'on the sentimental side