Lirama

Kristian, once made a god
To the roof of the classroom with his snuff
Seems that he still tries to make his mustache grow

Susanna, guess I loved her once
But she didn't want to be with me
She cut her hair bald
She lives with a woman

Nummelin, boy from the first seat
Still has those same glasses
He sits in the corner alone, just like before

I admired, back then I envied Roope
I wanted his life
On the dance floor his trousers fell

We were supposed to change the world
We became masons,
Taxi-drivers, shoemakers
Single-mothers, car-sellers
We became doctors,
Officials, sergeants
And today for a moment we can be kings

Nurminen, a golden touch to a ball
He'd be a professional
If he didn't fall into a mine while being drunk

Beautiful Jasmin, she was going to be a model in Paris
She still looks good
Once again she tells how she made it to the finals of Miss Lohja -competition

refrain:
We were supposed to change the world
We became masons,
Taxi-drivers, shoemakers
Single-mothers, car-sellers
We became doctors,
Officials, sergeants
But today for a moment we can be kings

When we wore our caps
We knew everything from everything
The older we grow
The more stupid we become
And at least I
Know nothing about anything
Yesterday, when I returned home
The key doesn't fit the lock
My clothes are thrown out from the window

refrain

Vuorinen, a friend from the past
Once we spent hours talking
"It was nice to see", now I don't know what else to say