Stand in line, wasting time
Feel the sunshine burn your skin
Funny times, troubled minds
Getting lost in purple dreams

Your expectations
Were a little too high
Imagination
Makes you feel alright

Now I ain’t got a penny in the pocket
But I feel like a rich man
I’m not even a rich man’s son
Keep an eye on the thieves
Cos they’ll come for your dreams
I’m not even a rich man
I’m not even a rich man’s son
Heard the word on the street
Is that talk is still cheap
I’m not even a rich man

I’ve been right, I’ve been wrong
But I’ve learned from all I’ve done
Look at you, always on the run
Are you proud of what you’ve become?

It could be easy, 
we could be alright,
if you could see things
in a different light

Now I ain’t got a penny in the pocket
But I feel like a rich man
I’m not even a rich man’s son
I’m not even a rich man’s son

Now I ain’t got a penny in the pocket
But I feel like a rich man
I’m not even a rich man’s son
Keep an eye on the thieves
Cos they’ll come for your dreams
I’m not even a rich man
I’m not even a rich man’s son
Heard the word on the street
Is that talk is still cheap
I’m not even a rich man’s son