I’ve got money in my pocket

I like the color of my hair

I’ve got a friend who loves me

Got a house, I’ve got a car

I’ve got a good mother

and her voice is what keeps me here



Feet on ground

Heart in hand

Facing forward

Be yourself

I’ve never wanted anything

No I’ve, no I’ve, I’ve never wanted anything

so bad...so bad



Cardboard masks of all the people

I’ve been

thrown out with all the rusted, tangled

dented God Damned miseries

You could say I’m hard to hold

But if you knew me you’d know

I’ve got a good father

And his strength is what makes me cry



Feet on ground

Heart in hand

Facing forward

Be yourself

I’ve never wanted anything

No I’ve, no I’ve, I’ve never

wanted anything so bad...

so bad



I’ve got money in my pocket

I like the color of my hair

I’ve got a friend who loves me

Got a house, I’ve got a car

I’ve got a good mother

and her voice is what keeps me here



Feet on ground

Heart in hand

Facing forward

Be yourself



Heart in hand

Feet on ground

Facing forward

Be yourself

just be yourself

just be yourself



Feet on ground

Heart in hand

Feet on ground

Heart in hand