I don't know this town no more.
Hard to find an open door.
People full of fear,
Scared to think what lies in store.
No one looks you in the eye.
Wonder what they're trying to hide?
Where's the helping hand?
Used to be we'd find the time.
I don't know where I belong,
I don't know where hope has gone.
You can tell me that I'm wrong,
I don't think so.
Say that I don't know the score,
Tell me you're above the law,
All is fair in love and war.
Well I say no, I say no.
People getting left behind.
Seems like being poor's a crime.
All the streets are filled
With "Brother can you spare a dime?"
Now don't go getting old or weak.
Never turn the other cheek.
Winner takes it all,
But never finds the peace they seek.
I believe there's more to life than the Bottom Line.
I believe "Every man for himself" is a wretched lie.