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