When you come down
From your ivory tower
You will see how it really must be
To be like me to see like me
To feel like me
Take a look at me Im a poor mans son
I never did no harm to no one
Youve got money in the bank
And I dont have none
When you come down etc etc....
Bridge:
You can see through
Your rose coloured glasses
In a world that seems
Like glamour to you
Youve got opinions and judgements about
All kind of things
That you dont know anything about
Dont you know the price that I have to pay
Just to do everything I have to do
Do you think that theres nothing to it
You should try it sometime
When you come down etc etc....