What are you becoming?
What have you become?
Once you sang your own song

Now you're dancing to the same drum
What have you become?


And what is that you're wearing?
Money's ugly confidence
You sacrificed the poem of your imagination

For these pounds and pence
Me I take the cynic's role
Throw scorn on your empty mind

I seen this monotonous world
Make dull what used to shine
You lost interest

You lost your spine
Oh Thats fine fine fine (Yeah!)
Bye bye bye bye


When there' nothing left
On this plate you're handed

You find yourself running the gauntlet
Of all of these double standards
It's very thin ice over which you're skating (woah!)

And after this black winter the thaw

So What are you

Tell me tell me
What are you
And what have you

Become?!