Preferred Band/Artist: Any
Remember when we were young
We daydreamed and daydreamed
About being a lawyer, doctor or superstar
Little did we know about politics
And the complications of growing up
We thought it would be easy
To reach for the stars
And the doors wouldn’t open x2
Chorus:
Had no moola
Had no shelter
So I sold my soul to the devil
Had no bread
Felt desperate
So I sold my soul to the devil
Remember when we were young
A lot was simple
We didn’t worry about tomorrow never
Talk about rose coloured glasses
Now that I’m older
Complications, problems and confusion
Fill up my mind
And the doors wouldn’t open (x2)
Chorus:
I was let down
My dreams were crushed
I wasn’t seen or heard
Thieving was the only way
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