In the real world
All that gold
All that silver prove
Is that the powerful own the truth
With their Heckle and Jeckyll smiles
Down to nickels and dimes
The lawyers will sue
What those bastards won't do
But sometimes with you
I can leave this place
And fall into your sky
And sometimes with you
I can lose myself
Without an alibi
Salvation and clues
I get from you
And I shoot out the lights
In a room with a view
Bought and paid for
With the price of my tears
Na na na na na na na yeah
On the TV
There's a sitcom about success
About winning and nothing less
Little Caesars with suits and ties
With their dollar sign eyes
Canned laughter and lies
They're everything I despise
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