Some made of steel, some made of glass Some made to go where others won't pass Some made to rule, the grand master mind Some to lose for others to find Now everybody is running for something Now that the dream is gone, developed, disguised Into a giant cable show... and you want more Well you deserve more like immortality, extension Dope, religion, sex and surgery Guess I'm slipping out of the poetry class here
So many people, with so much to say So many people, makin' news today
Some made to sing, now will you sing along Some made like god, and they can't be wrong Some made of gold, some made of stone Some with the confidence to bring it all home Now everybody's got to be on time... be on time... Free, equal, successful, way ahead... for what I don't know... but it sure feels great running... I guess...
So many people, with so much to say So many people, makin' news today
So let me be your lover, let me be your clown Let me be your money, you can spend me all around Let me love you down Some grow big, some grow small Some grow fast, some not at all Some made to glow, some made to shine, some to burn just for a brief moment of time... like...
So many people, with so much to say So many people, makin' news today
So let me be your lover, let me be your clown Let me be your money, you can spend me all around Just let me love you down Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
