Lyrics:

No Friends, No Dreams, No Pocket Money.

there's A Wall Around My Body,
a Fence Around My Kind.
nothing Comes To Me Easily,
not Leastwise Peace Of Mind.
still, I Keep Movin',
tryin' To Break On Through.
i Don't Know Nothin' Else To Do.

peelin' Paint Above My Head
is Just Another Sign.
black Clouds In The Distance,
gettin' Closer All The Time.
i Gotta Keep Movin',
tryin' To Break On Through.
i Don't Know Nothin' Else To Do.

sometimes When I Think That Things
are Bad As They Can Be,
i See A Fella Standing
lower Down On The Ladder Than Me.

now, I'm Alive And Kickin'
dust Behind My Heel.
long As I Got My Soul
i'm On The Good End Of The Deal
and I'm Gonna Keep Movin',
tryin' To Break On Through.
i Don't Know Nothin' Else To Do.
i Gotta Keep Movin'.
no Friends, No Dreams, No Pocket Money.
so, I'm Gonna Keep Movin'.
no Pocket Money.

copyright 1972
by Colgems Music Corp./elorac Music