Текст песни
Verse 1
We used to hunt for food
up in the northern woods
Between the sticks and leaves
We found a way to breathe
It was so simple than
Wish we’d go back to that
Instead of chasing highs
And being in disguise
Pre
Oh oh oh oh
Why did we ever lose what our sense of life is
oh oh oh
When did we lose our flame
Chorus
Its’s all about the money
It’s all about the fame
It’s all about the dollars
It’s all about the gain
It’s all about the numbers
It’s driving me insane
I wish that we could go back to days of
rocks and clay
Oh oh oh oh 4x
Verse 2
When looking at a screen
there's so much you won't see
Living a fantasy instead of chasing dreams
It’s gotta start with you
so change your point of view
It aint a rubik's cube, too get out of the loop
Pre
Oh oh oh oh
Why did we ever lose what our sense of life is
oh oh oh
When did we lose our flame
Chorus
Its’s all about the money
It’s all about the fame
It’s all about the dollars
It’s all about the gain
It’s all about the numbers
It’s driving me insane
I wish that we could go back to days of
rocks and clay
Oh oh oh oh 4x
Sticks and clay 3x (wish we could go back to) - repeat
