Lyrics:

(K. Winter - B. Wallace) Rock and roller steam, pulp and paper shack Wrinkles on my head, people on my back All going nowhere, never coming back Got to be rich to be poor Keeps me satisfied Keeps me satisfied Spending money for the time I buy Keeps me satisfied Man back from the dead, weasels in the pack Approval from the Pope to stretch them on the rack All going nowhere, never coming back Got to be rich to be poor Keeps me satisfied ....