You're going down, down, down
Craving ease and wealth
The world is round round round,
You only meet yourself

You're getting high, high, high,
You promise and you lick
If you're a one trick pony
better know your shtick

You're getting good, good, good
At acting as you're told
When will your faith, faith, faith,
Start turning stones to gold?

Or will it turn your head and
Pockets inside out?
Is it the doctor or a preacher
that will cope with your doubt?

You are so wise, wise, wise,
Still it hit you hard,
What a suprise, prize, prize,
You find yourself debarred,

'Cause what you do, do, do
is never fraud or theft,
But your actions are so big that there's no room for you left.

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