Wake at four and Slip into the train Time to join the rat race Jot in planner Take some time for son It would be a change for once You said You'd be there A promise was broken Love could not give you reason To stay, to stay Look around at these people That you call your friends They would sell you for money If they ever got the chance I don't think that you saw the cost or consequences of k**ing those years Sold your soul to chase for gold and fame It has cost you everything Punch the clock and work the overtime The hourgla** has run dry