Joyride

The boys on the subway talk too loud They want everyone to look One of them is counting his money Looking proudly around But who is he fooling? No one here is drooling Over his crumpled paper notes His parents never loved him enough as a kid Or what do I know? Maybe they really did But he's got a new daddy now Watching over, looking how He's counting the money He's counting the money in his hand And everyone understands and knows That once he's counted the money It goes into someone else's hand He wants to be the worst 'Cause he can't be the best And he's not the first He's a mortal like the rest of us Even more because Somebody fooled him And now they rule him With crumpled paper notes And I don't wanna stare It's not my business I don't care, life isn't fair All I hear is the iPod in my ear I want to get off the train Go running out in the rain But finally it's my stop And I can get off At the subway station The train rolls away to its destination With the boys trapped inside With the boys on a joyride With the boys trapped inside With the boys on a joyride With the boys And there's a song inside of us It can't be wrong simply because We were born Who fooled you? Who rules you? Who schooled you? And there's a song inside of us It can't be wrong simply because We were born Who fooled you? Who rules you? Who schooled you? And there's a song inside of us It can't be wrong simply because We were born Who fooled you? Who rules you? Who schooled you?