The Specs - Pour Boy

'Fraid of the gold
At the end of the rainbow
What will it hold?
Fame, fortune
Say that I'm more
Than my statements
Say that I'm no
More than payments
I don't know
I don't know
I don't wanna grow old
I'm not ready for war, no
I don't wanna be sold, no
I just wanna be poor
Oh, no
He said, she said I'm no good
Never was one for the labels
We was looking for those clues
That was all that was took
I don't know
I don't know
I don't wanna grow old
I'm not ready for war, no
I don't wanna be sold, no
I just wanna be poor
Oh, no
I don't wanna grow old
I'm not ready for war, no
I don't wanna be sold, no
I just wanna be poor
Oh, no
Little did I know of what would become of me
The monster in my home
Didn't think I'd live until the day I'd see
My ego take my soul
Spider walking down the drain
Piles of rotting corpses in pain
Miles to go until I'm myself again
Won't You lift me up as high as You can
I don't know
I don't know
I don't wanna grow old
I'm not ready for war, no
I don't wanna be sold, no
I just wanna be poor
Oh, no
I don't wanna grow old
I'm not ready for war, no
I don't wanna be sold, no
I just wanna be poor
Oh, no

Written by:
Samuel Jin

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