מילים לשיר Long Run – Cigar

Sitting in the back row, preoccupied
While the world is spinning around him He is locked up inside And the one that they look to for answers
Holds the shackles as a threat This little boy he has not met
To the little boy of which requirements Thrown in a dungeon of confinement that is devoid Of the happiness that would help this little boy Teased him with a rainbow When they knew there was no pot of gold
But it wasn't the richest lie they'd ever told Hook him up to machines See what they say Is he blind, dumb, or ignorant
Does he need a hearing aid And with a six page readout They had the answers and a plan What they had was a blueprint To turn this boy into a man Thrown in a dungeon of confinement that is devoid
Of the happiness that would help this little boy Teased him with a rainbow
When they knew there was no pot of gold But it wasn't the richest lie they'd ever told In the long run I did fine.