All my life I always somehow knew That power came out of The barrel of a gun I thought I'd play My rock'n'roll For a few years That's how I would Raise my money Things didn't pan out Like gold from a stream But I've got something else Right up my sleeve I'm going to ship myself Overseas To cure the world Of your disease Hey Mister Lend this kid a dime He looks young But he's way past his prime Hey Mister Give these kids some time They look good but They're living in your slime I really like you but I just can't stand it When you ask if You can lend a hand It's really basically A simple plan Turn back the tide Of the shifting sand Hey lady Come over here I want that fur And that diamond In your ear These things you wear They won't be enough When you're dead And getting stuffed I'm giving you A reason to live After you give me All you can give