| SELF |
| Common men With common laws Struggle to fame Overcome by overdrive That strange urge To become something more Something never seen before |
| Wealthy kids Of wealthy tycoons Sleep all day Party all night Waste their money Waste their time Live no better than a mime |
| Poverty-stricken poets Of poverty-striken parents Write what they know Write what they think Keep it to themselves Until the day they die Then are published and open an eye |
| Millions of people Fighting to get by Live a life One fitting only them Carefree or capricious Dangerous or demure There is only one cure |
| Self |