What are you?
What are you becoming?
What have you become?

Once you sang your own song
Now you´re dancing to the same drum
What have you become?

And what is that you´re wearing?
Money´s ugly confidence

You sacrificed the poem of your imagination
For these pounds and pence

Me I take the cynic´s role
Throw scorn on your empty mind
I´ve seen this monotonous world
Make dull what used to shine
You lost interest
You lost your spine
Oh that spine fine fine

Yeah
When there´ nothing left
On this plate you´re handed
You find yourself
Running the gauntlet
Of all of these double standards
It´s very thin ice over which you´re skating
And after this black winter the thaw

So what are you
Tell me tell me what are you
And what have you become