What I Did - Peter Hammill

A pretty pass in the rear-view mirror,

It’s coming on the overtake…

I’ve got to stop panicking,

Got to stay cool,

Got to learn to live with my mistakes.

Overdue debt to the taxman,

I tried to have and eat my cake.

I think I must have been crazy in retrospect;

All the lines run together.

They just don’t seem to connect.

I want to update my memory,

I want to rewrite my past…

Ooh, now I found out: no chance.

I think I must have been crazy

To do the stuff I did

I think I must have been crazy, crazy, crazy.

I think I must have been crazy

But that’s the price we pay —

Every lucky throw of the dice

Will come back to us one of these days

I want to update my memory,

I want to rewrite my past,

I don’t like what it’s telling me,

It all floods back so fast;

I guess I was my own worst enemy,

Now I’ve come to a pretty pass.

A pretty pass, a pretty pass,

There’s nothing pretty in the past

I think I must have been crazy, crazy.

Crazy to do what I did.