Blinkered, paralyzed

Flat off my back

They say I was built with endeavour

But every man is for himself

Wealth is for the one that wants it

Paradise - if you can earn it

History is the reason

I'm washed up

Blinkered, paralyzed

Flat off my back

My ambitions come to nothing

What I wanted now just seems a waste of time

I can't make out what has gone wrong

I was good at what I did

Curse come home to roost

And I'm the dupe