Well, the rebel sees the hypocrisy
So she takes a different track
And the only cost is the getting lost
With no way of getting back
And the modern man in a castle of sand
Turns a blind eye to the past
Cursing the skies, he wonders why
It comes crumbling down so fast
And the
Is like a from faded A.M. song
And it
do
Well, the billionaire is losing hair
He’s busy he’s bored
He’d like to find peace of mind
At a price he can’t afford
And the gives us views
However may incline
They pick pen with the story’s end
in mind
And the
Is like a from faded A.M. song
And it
do
do
do
Now the he spent next month’s rent
And away youth
He’s couch just out
A little universal truth
And I’m doing the can
In case you could not tell
know it’s to day
But to that I’m doing well
And the wrong
Is like a from faded song
It do,
do
do
do
