He disliked the rules
While living in his home.
He would like to choose
The future he will own.
One can’t change the world
But he said: “I will”.
He left home, he thought:
“What’s crazy – that is real”
Don’t let me know, don’t let me feel,
Golden times just forever have gone.
Don’t let me know, it never will be,
In the end he’ll stay alone.
He forgot advice:
“Big money’s dirty thing”.
Now he thinks “It’s nice,
That fortune smiles on him
And his house is white,
But his heart is steel.
And he said tonight:
“What’s crazy – that’s not real”