He disliked the rules
While living in his home.
He would like to choose
The future he will own.
One can’t change the world
But he said: “I will”.
He left home, he thought:
“What’s crazy – that is real”

Chorus:
Don’t let me know, don’t let me feel,
Golden times just forever have gone.
Don’t let me know, it never will be,
In the end he’ll stay alone.

He forgot advice:
“Big money’s dirty thing”.
Now he thinks “It’s nice,
That fortune smiles on him
And his house is white,
But his heart is steel.
And he said tonight:
“What’s crazy – that’s not real”