Some made of steel, some made of glass



Some made to go where others won’t pass



Some made to rule, the grand master mind



Some to lose for others to find



Now everybody is running for something



Now that the dream is gone,



developed, disguised



Into a giant cable show...



and you want more



Well you deserve more like immortality, extension



Dope, religion, sex and surgery



Guess I’m slipping out of



poetry class here



So many people, with so much to say



So many people, making news today



Some made to sing,



now will you sing along



Some made like God,



and they can’t be wrong



Some made of gold,



some made of stone



Some with the confidence to bring it all home



Now everybody’s got to be on time...



be on time...



Free, equal, successful, way ahead...



for what.. I don’t know...



but it sure feels great running... I guess...



So many people, with so much to say



So many people, making news today



So let me be your lover,



let me be your clown



Let me be your money, you can spend me all around



Let me love you down



Some grow big, some grow small



Some grow fast, some not at all



Some made to glow, some made to shine,



Some to burn just for a brief moment of time... like



So many people, with so much to say



So many people, making news today



So let me be your lover,



let me be your clown



Let me be your money,



you can spend me all around



Just let me love you down