Lyrics:

Bless my cotton socks, I'm in the news
The king sits on his face, but it's all assumed
All wrapped up the same
All wrapped up the same
They can't have it, you can't have it, I can't have it too
Until I learn to accept my reward


Prisoners stand in queues and stand in queues
Live in solitude like Howard Hughes
All wrapped up the same
All wrapped up the same
Silence has it, arrogance has it, I can't have it too
Until I learn to accept my reward

Suddenly it struck me very clear
Oh, suddenly it struck me very clean
All wrapped up the same (same)
All wrapped up the same (same)
They can't have it, you can't have it, I can't have it too
Until I learn to accept my reward

Until I learn to accept my reward
Until I learn to accept my reward
Until I learn to accept my
I learn to accept my
I learn to accept my reward