Blinking paralysed flat on my back
They said our world is built in endeavour
But every man is for himself
Wealth is for the one that wants it
Paradise if you can earn it
History's the reason
I'm washed out
Blinking paralyzed flat on my back
My ambitions come to nothing
What i wanted now seems just a waste of time
I can't make out what has gone wrong
I was good at what i did
The crows come home to roost and I'm the duke (dupe?)