Gain the world and give away your soul All that glitters is not gold Reach the top and the bottom drops out That's not what life is all about
People of the forward stampede Chasing their mirage of security Souls trampled in the dust Trying to serve every lust
Toys of excess Feed on emptiness Yes you have it under control Still there's that gaping hole inside Shiny distractions Don't bring satisfaction, no way
Learn the easy way or learn the hard way Money won't concern you on your dying day Had it all and seen enough The time has come to look up