Lyric

Shirt tucked in five

Six

Seven

And the hairspray fills the room

Daddy's in tears

Been at work for years

He's still working for a man in a roof

And the taxis and the cycles

The maze that they create

Is a puzzle unknown to the high-class folk

They won't understand the way we crept in

And

I sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my futureI sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my future

The bus goes down first thing in the mornin'

As you're frantically searching for change

And your ID falls under the seats

It's like you're watching yourself from space

And the numbers flash in front of you

But you are not awake

They say that money makes the world go round

But I feel more like a loan you can't take

And

I sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my future

I sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my

The bus goes down first thing in the mornin'

As you're frantically searching for change

And your ID falls under the seats

It's like you're watching yourself from space

And the numbers flash in front of you

But you are not awake

They say that money makes the world go round

But I feel more like a loan you can't take

And

I sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my future

I sold it all for three and twos

I have no control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my future

Control over my