Tonight we pretend that we never got older / That the romantic in all of us never got colder.

We were the kings of the city and no one could unseat us / We were five blues brothers and no one could defeat us.

Well, they got their hopes, they got their dreams / They got their plans and well-laid schemes.

... time seems to freeze / and then rolls back slowly to our high school years.

It all began sometime in the mid-nineteenth century / Rabbi Yosef Moshe Scheiskopf was a big rabbi in Germany ...

Depression / Coming down on me / Like a breaker in the surf tearing away at the shore ...

And when the heat of the moment comes crashing down / We’re gonna keep ourselves high up, keep on hangin’ around

A man's ambition must be small ...

Walked through the Old City just the other night / Heard a voice shouting “Do You See The Light!