Good sons, who needs them We'll never run the show Just can't fake We just can't fake it, no But what, what about all of our/the (dough?) Maybe someday Maybe someday, I don't know Someday we'll make it I wont forget I wrote this song? You must be crazy You must be crazy, goin back home Good sons, who needs them We'll never run the show Just can't fake We just can't fake it, no Go back home, go back home Maybe someday Maybe someday I don't know.