Street light shine on his cheap white suit
Which he rented with yesterday's paper
Get's on bus, goes uptown
Watchs the sky flashing neon

Thinks of the duke, and the count and the press
And the music that they left behind
Milton smiles, walks in the club
Where he worked on the stage for his pay roll

Milton, Milton
Lost in time

Disco sound fill the savoy club
Milton sees but he is only a shadow
Nana Way is on stage
Dancers they gather before him

Times they have changed
But to Milton, they've stayed
Just the same as they were in the frame

Champagne pops
Milton Bops
The ground has no choice but to follow

Milton, Milton turns back time
Milton, Milton let it shine

Hey, what do you hear
What do you say
Everybody ready to swing?
That's great, because back from the back
Where it all comes from

Street light shine on his cheap white suit
Which he rented with yesterday's paper
Get's on bus, goes uptown
Watch's the sky flashing

Milton, Milton
Lost in time
Milton, Milton
Left behind
Milton, Milton
Lost in time
Milton, Milton
Let it shine