I was just a young boy, barely 17

A regular poster child for the American dream

I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well

Left a problem drinker and cynical as hell



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They say there's two kinds of people

Those who have and those who don't

Some of us will benefit

And there's some of us that won't



Some people spend a lifetime

Trying to get over that fence

But I'm just on the corner

Spending my inheritance



I guess Old Father Time's put on one hell of a show

'Cause the older that I get it seems the less I know

I found the road to riches was just a private drive

Owned by politicians waving from inside



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There's nothing wrong with me still I have to wonder why

Another day, another family tree lifts it's branches to the sky



Dined on good intentions, nearly starved to death

I gave the world my last two cents and now I live on what is left

There's never any medals, there isn't much reward

You gotta find your peace of mind in what you can afford



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Well I'm back where I started, spending my inheritance