Story Behind the Song
This demo version has some modified lyrics (two minor cusses were taken out).
Lyrics
I used to be rich and I used to be proud,
I used to be lazy and I used to be loud,
Now I find used-to-be's don't mean much anymore.
I used to keep four cars in my garage,
And relieve my tension with a daily massage,
But that's small comfort now when my back's stiff and sore.
And I learned in the end that you must pay the price,
And that there comes a time when you can't load the dice,
And I'm wondering still if I've been through it all,
But my friend, let me tell you that pride goes before a fall.
I used to be dumb--oh, I was such a kid,
For I looked down on those who had less than I did,
I wonder what the friends I sneered at must think of me now.
I used to wear blinders so I wouldn't see,
And I'd tell myself that nothing could happen to me,
But now I know I'm no holier than thou.
And I learned that you lie in the bed that you make,
And God, I discovered, is not on the take,
Can't look down your nose with your back to the wall,
If I learned nothing else, I know pride goes before a fall.
It pains me to think of who I used to be,
A moron who thought that he had it all free,
I wish I could smack him around right now--what a punk!
I acted like I had my own magic wand,
And I told everyone that my word was my bond,
But I crashed pretty hard when I found out that it was all junk!
And I learned that contempt doesn't help you in court,
And if that's all you've got, you should just sell it short,
Used to think I was big--Now I feel pretty small....
And I learned that you get what you've earned in the end,
When push comes to shove, what you need is a friend,
If you strut once too often, you'll learn how to crawl,
And I found out the hard way that pride goes before a fall
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