No Reward

What's it like to be a perfect person?
What's it like to have a million friends?
To never disappoint nobody, never have any breaches to mend?
What's it like to have a lot of money, never suffer the pains of need?
Financial comfort is a real desire, never worry about the mouth's
You have to feed?
Tell me

Who is that man? Tell me how you can hide the burden that's to each
His own who's that man? Tell me how he can, hide the cross
That we all carry, who's that man?
What's it like to need another drink?
What's it like to feel another trick?
What's it like to need another fix?
I hope I'll never know

Tell me who is that man? Tell me how he can
Hide the pact that we all have it
Who's that man, tell me how he can
Often times I've heard these people say
Everything will be okay
It seems unreal to feel this way
But I attempt it anyway

I entered into this, Even though they said there is
No reward
But I remember both times, and I could tell you we were never bored
At the time, I would find
That I could put up with the daily grind
Now things are much worse
Now that the scene has changed its mind
Like one mind
Poked fun at a good time
Ruined our whole situation
They said to have a good time
Must involve intoxication
Not me
I still believe
In that old philosophy
No it's not my own
But it still gets me free
* And when there's darkness, and the lights are dim,
I'll have no fear, because I know we'll win