Chorus: When you come down From your Ivory Tower You will see how it really must be To be like me to see like me To feel like me Take a look at me I'm a poor man's son I never did no harm to no one You've got money in the bank And I don't have none Chorus You can see through Your rose colored glasses In a world that seems like glamour to you You've got opinions and judgments about All kind of things That you don't know anything about Don't you know the price that I have to pay Just to do everything I have to do Do you think that there's nothing to it You should try it sometime Chorus