there s no room for substance when you ve got abundance and who needs self respect when you ve got fortune and fame stepping stones labeled friends without roots the mighty oak won t last for long let s hear it for ideals can i get a round of sound for something real for he s a jolly good fellow but he s being put out to pasture to make way for prosperity and if that s my right of passage then i will opt in the favor of failure and never think twice this is not to break down this is to build you up and remind myself to forget the fashion and bring back the passion
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