Oh why is it some of the animals
Sleep in the winter
Are they born in the spring?
Everyone thought it was us
You said you were into some beautiful things
Double agents can never win
They never know which bag they're in
Another man can pay the rent
And you're left Mr. one percent
Oh I'm gonna push you out
Oh I wanna hear you shout
Oh I'm gonna get it all out
I don't believe none of those things
You said you were into
And I'll believe anything
Can't you see none of us bring you the things
You said you were after, Oh No,
Nineteen hundred and sixty eight
The year that you gave us a break
But it wasn't complete now do you want a seat on the board of directors
Directing the way that we live?
If you think it's right to do just as you like
Then you must realize that the same thing
Applies to me.