Opulence

Dodging bullets in the street Looking for a place to eat Just to chew it for a while And listen to the big beat Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Nobody knows you Nobody calls you You're not what they want you to be Nothing unusual to our eyes Sleeping under their surmise Maybe it's God in a disguise Very perfumed and very deformed Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Nobody is free Nobody tries to see You're not what they want you to be You're not what they want you to be Someone breaks down Nobody has the right I shouldn't feel so down I stay behind Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Nothing to see Nothing to feel I'm not what they expect me to be I'm not what they expect me to be I'm not what they expect me to be