Blinkered, paralyzed
Flat off my back
They say I was built with endeavour
But every man is for himself
Wealth is for the one that wants it
Paradise - if you can earn it
History is the reason
I'm washed up
Blinkered, paralyzed
Flat off my back
My ambitions come to nothing
What I wanted now just seems a waste of time
I can't make out what has gone wrong
I was good at what I did
Curse come home to roost
And I'm the dupe
