Let me tell you how it used to goFreddie playing on the radioThe Iron Lady couldn't stop the showWe felt like we could flyPoison batter and a Barbara markBetty Davis doing Joan of ArcDirty glamour dancing in the darkOn days that wouldn't dieWhen we felt like we could flyIt was real loveLook around and feel loveTearing up the floorSomething we loved more, more than lifeThis was meWe were children in the nightEvery star burned twiceTwice as brightWe were tough and we could fightWe held the lineThis was meEvery sorrow had a songEvery lost boy could belongWe were young and never wrongAnd I was divineThis was meThis was meThis was meEvery Friday we'd emerge, we bornKeep on dancing till we saw the dawnMaking history and breaking lawsOh God, how good that feelsWe were heroes in our heelsThis was meWe were children in the nightEvery star burned twiceThis was me We were children in the night Every star burned twiceKeep on dancing till we saw the dawnMaking history and breaking lawsAnd I was divineWe were mothers brightI knew, the cobbled alleyways, the ways I knew, the maze I knew, the waves, some strays I knew,the sirens singing to the way back when, the wishing I could live it all again, now I pass it on to you.We were dreamers only just begun, we were sinners playing in the sun,kept on partying till ninety-one until that fateful day.We were peacocks in exotic herds, wouldn't listen to the warning words,that's the problem with such pretty birds, they always fly away, even Freddy couldn't stay.This was me, were we foolish to believe, that a painted face can't grieve,we were hopelessly naive, just out of time.This was me, every heart is made to break, sometimes love's a big mistake, every weekend was awake.For we're divided.Were we divided.Hey.Oh.Oh.Oh.Oh.Oh.Oh.Oh.Oh.This was meThis was meThis was meThis was meThis was me