I got rules, and I break 'em
I got laws, I don't make 'em
I got a chance, and I don't know what I'm doing
I got rules, so I break 'em
I don't have friends, I don't make 'em
And I think of what I'm doing and I don't wanna do it any more
It's all denial
You run a mile
I got things to do
But I don't get far and you won't fit that won't you
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I know
I got rules
I don't break them
I got friends
I can't make them
They don't stay
You can't fake them
I got drugs
You can't take them
Ambition is a weird thing
It's always out of sight
It's like walking through fog at night
It's always out of reach
That's the thing you can't teach
Fog is out of reach
I've got ambition
It's like the fog at night
It's always just out of reach
That's the thing you can't teach
Like the fog at night, it's always out of reach
But always in your sight
But what I do is not like thunder
And by Sunday, I got nothing left
But what I do is not like thunder
And by Sunday, I got nothing left
(I've got ambition)
(I've got ambition)
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, with your
Sunday papers, have your
Sunday dinner, with your
Kids and your second wife, it's
Sunday morning, read your
Sunday papers, with your
Christmas slippers on
Fifteen-colour supplements
Sunday morning, with your
Sunday papers, have your
Sunday dinner, with your
Kids and your second wife, it's
Sunday morning, read your
Sunday papers, with your
Christmas slippers on
Fifteen-colour supplements
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, with your
Sunday papers, have your
Sunday dinner, with your
Kids and your second wife, it's
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, read your
Sunday papers, with your
Christmas slippers on
Fifteen-colour supplements
(I've got ambition)
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me