You're money You're wellearned property You own yourself your three-fifths Of a plan You're in good use You know what you're worth And it's true when tomorrow comes We're all in an unknown land
You're no hero You're just a misfit like us all Sometimes we don't know Which way to turn
I'm a bankloan I rent this place I call home I got no car Cuz I got no gas for the tank The cost of living is high I kiss my savings good bye While your money is living in the bank
You're no hero You're just a misfit like us all Sometimes we don't know Which way to turn You've never seen sunshine Unless you've really seen the rain I'm not jealous of your life my friend
What we've been given Is an offer we can't resist At terms that we're unable to believe Who's who when we're through We cannot tell When we're standing on the roof Looking up into hell
