The dreams and hopes of men are powered by addiction
And who am I to say that this is an affliction
When everybody gets s**ered in and lives their lives like fiction
Writing their own stories of success
They say they want you for your colourful evocation
The way you turn a cliche into a sensation
But all they ever wanted was that same vibration
The one that shimmers round success
Success success
Success success
Success success
Success success
All you ever need:
Success
You can't be happy while someone else has a fistful
They glow from TV screens healthy strong and fiscal
And everybody slaps their back while you're alone with a wristful
Jerking to the rhythm of success
Success success
Success success
Success success
Success success
All you ever need:
Success