You've got the world before you
You take just what you can
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth
And a hundred dollar bill in your hand

The remnants of your father
It twinkles in your eyes
You push all your troubles way down low
And away from the world you hide

He takes you to the opera
He takes you by the hand
And he'll never know what you really want
But he'll do just what he can

He'll never know what hit him
It'll take him by surprise
And you'll run and you'll run
And you'll run and you'll run

While the tears
Pour down your eyes

Say hello, I'm your narcoleptic soul