music: n. hexum; lyrics: n. hexum

I used to have this idea That getting a silver medal wouldn't set me free Oh but you know that I really don't need To catch no fame or credit Nor a big fat bank account with no debit So just set me straight, Cause even your peace of mind just cant wait I sent a telegram marked urgent, urgent I hope it gets to my door, my big big door I'm going free if they kill me Cause this aint much better anyway Just push it away Oh success, that elusive brainchild of greed Something you want, not need Face it, cause Money can't buy true friendship or trust And applause will never be any substitute for love But not me man, check it out I sent a telegram marked urgent, urgent I hope it gets to my door, my big big door I'm going free if they kill me Cause this aint much better anyway Just push it away