Oh yeah In the mirror I see the man I used to be And every night I wake up with my spirit in handcuffs
Can't take no more everyday it's the same old routine Got to play all of the bills every week like a working machine
CHORUS Ah ah ah - to be living high life Ah ah ah - gotta get off the bread line Ah ah ah - tell me brother can you spare a dime
I've gotta find a way, I need to get out of here Cause it's killing my brain and I'm starting to dissapear (yeah)
How can I prosper in life I've got nothing to show When I wake up tomorrow if somehow my life could mean more
CHORUS Ah ah ah - to be livin' the high life Ah ah ah - gotta get off the bread line Ah ah ah - I wanna have me a good time Ah ah ah - tell me brother can you spare a dime
