Look at the scenes; it seems another world, so far away Then the page is turned As you look away To suburban days Where we live, so laissez-faire I'm not talking about a foreign land It's in front of your eyes Do you know what it's like to have not Just to try to survive? But it's just another song While we live, so laissez-faire Why is it always I've got my corner of the world You've got your own You live, you let live Got nothing to give Who knows her, laissez-faire? Who cares? You can't deny For I know I‘ve been guilty, too Every day that we just seem to see it through But at least I'm aware That we live So laissez-faire Laissez-faire