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 want to 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 Sam 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't tell by the 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 Can't beat the system - there's nothing you can do