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
