Some Folks Try to Multiply from Sunrise To Sunset leave Behind more Of Their Kind so No One Will Forget but That Ain't Where I'm Coming From - Today those Easy Girls Don't Turn Me On - Anyway i Wanna Know Where My Pride Has Gone the Party's Over caught In A Dream inside This World Machine
teachers Teach and Preachers Preach of Spiritual Evolution but This Big I Am from Uncle Sham just Adds To My Confusion i've Seen His Face, I've Heard His Song - Before but I Don't Care What Time He's On - Anymore i Must Have Been On The Streets Too Long the Party's Over caught In A Dream inside This World Machine
i Find Myself Outside Your Door trying To Make It Like Before but You Don't Follow What I Say and I Can Tell By Your Smile you're No Longer A Child that Part Of You Was Buried Yesterday . . . . . . Who Knows why They Come And Where They Go in This World Machine
it's The Chosen Fools who Make The Rules that Don't Apply To Me with Their Fast-Car Games and Counter Claims not My Reality
and I Don't Know If I Belong - Today i Don't Know Why My Friends Have Gone - Away i Must Have Been On The Streets Too Long the Party's Over caught In A Dream inside This World Machine
(Don't Knock The System - We'll Knock Some Sense In You don't Beat The System - There's Nothing You Can Do)