I'm on the roof of the house of ages. 
After you, breaking bars in the cages. 
Doom brought me here in a rolling chair. 
Under wheels it died but I will not forget, youth. 
In golden days I was free to be roaming. 
Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning. 
Tear down iron walls, cut the reigning balls. 
Under wheels it died and I will not forget youth. 
In golden day I was free to be roaming, roaming, roaming. 
Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning, moaning, moaning. 
From my window I can see people staring right at me. 
From my window I can see rebels fighting in the streets... 
In golden day I was free to be roaming, roaming, roaming. 
Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning, moaning, moaning. 
And I wanna be there