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Tomorrow streets are paved in gold

But they're also piled with shit

I'd better watch my step (you'll get dirt!)

Thieves and liars

Filthy social climbers

Scum generated by society

Bridge:

How can I pursue my satisfaction?

I'm busy taking cover from their hits

They wanna grind me down!

Chorus:

Perfect strangers dare to judge me

they really makes no sense at all...

everybody's struggling, everybody's hungry

For a dream, called perfect life

Why cannot they just leave me be

Why don't they focus on their thing

This really makes no sense at all!

Tomorrow streets are paved in gold

But they're also very steep

Stumbling is so easy (you'll get hurt!)

People are laughing

No one's hand is helping

Had no idea the world could be so cruel!

Bridge

Chorus

Solo (Simone)

So I guess it's what they mean

When they say "you're safe at home"

And this is what I'll do

Going home, going home

Going home, going home

I'm going home!