The dreams and hopes of men
Are powered by addiction
And who am I to say that
This is an affliction
When everybody gets
Suckered in and lives their
Lives like fiction
Writing their own story
Of success
They say they want you
For your colourful evocation
The way you turn a cliche
Into a sensation
But all they ever wanted
Was that same vibration
The one that shimmers
Around success
Success success
Success success success
Success success success
All you ever need success
You can't be happy while
Someone else has a fistful
They glow from TV screens
Healthy strong and fiscal
And everybody slaps their
Back while you're alone
With a wristful
Jerking to the rhythm
Of success