Not enough days, not enough hours, for the people who want my time If it were within my power, I would lock you all away with me In a world with no money We get caught in a circle, doing nothing over and over again It's so easy, just existing, like believing that living is a sin (What do you want?) I want to live (What do you want?) Somewhere to go (What do you want?) I know it's in here, in here inside me I want to live in a world with no money Always saying, never doing, that's the way I live my life Gotta get a true religion, I can't find one here, but i think i might In a world with no money It's a dream - It's a cop out - a wish for something that will never be There's too many people, there's too much tradition Too many buildings And not enough me