Poor Narrator
I'm just your poor narrator
I got no stories to tell
I speak on no one's behalf
For all the things that I left before my final farewell
We all just want to be happy
In a world of our own
I can change what I do
But it's better for you just to leave me alone
I'm just your ordinary stranger
We both got nothing to say
You walk right past when we meet in the street
Pretending everything is okay
But you don't know me, do you?
Yeah, I bet it's none of your concern
And at the end of the day, you take home what you earn
In the land of the Plenty
We all just want to be free
See, God don't have no say around here
And you can do just what you please
A quarter wheat for a penny
We go by what we know
And we live this lie 'til the day we die
When the Devil come and take our soul
Give me my barley
Give me my gold
Give me my piece of the dream, piece of the life
Piece of your mind
Give me my car dealer
Give me my competition corner store
I want 16 women on the day I die
And then I want 16 more
In the land of the Plenty
We all just want to be free
See, God don't have no say around here
And you can do just what you please
A quarter wheat for a penny
We go by what we know
And we live this lie until the day we die
When the Devil come and take our soul
I got no stories to tell
I speak on no one's behalf
For all the things that I left before my final farewell
We all just want to be happy
In a world of our own
I can change what I do
But it's better for you just to leave me alone
I'm just your ordinary stranger
We both got nothing to say
You walk right past when we meet in the street
Pretending everything is okay
But you don't know me, do you?
Yeah, I bet it's none of your concern
And at the end of the day, you take home what you earn
In the land of the Plenty
We all just want to be free
See, God don't have no say around here
And you can do just what you please
A quarter wheat for a penny
We go by what we know
And we live this lie 'til the day we die
When the Devil come and take our soul
Give me my barley
Give me my gold
Give me my piece of the dream, piece of the life
Piece of your mind
Give me my car dealer
Give me my competition corner store
I want 16 women on the day I die
And then I want 16 more
In the land of the Plenty
We all just want to be free
See, God don't have no say around here
And you can do just what you please
A quarter wheat for a penny
We go by what we know
And we live this lie until the day we die
When the Devil come and take our soul
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Stuart Steele
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