I'm just your poor narrator I've got no stories to tell I speak on no one's behalf for all the things that I left before my final farewell We all just want to be happy in a world of our own I can change what I do but its better for you just to leave me alone I'm just your ordinary stranger we both got nothing to say you walk right past when we meet in the street pretending everything is okay but you don't know me do you yeah, i bet it's none of your concern and at the end of the day you take home what you earn
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In the land of the Plenty we all just want to be free see god don't have no say around here and you can do just what you please A quarter wheat for a penny we go by what we know and we live this lie until the day we die when the devil come and take our soul
verse 2 give me my barley give me my gold give me my piece of the dream, piece of your life, piece of your mind give me my car dealer, give me my competition corner store I want sixteen women on the day I day and then I want sixteen more