Conquistador There aren’t any worlds Left to explore Come and find a new hat That fits well enough Still searching for gold Hasn’t anyone told you You’re too old For fantasies you see on TV I’ve got a hole in my head Where my dreams left me behind I already told you I’m not in denial I’m just like The old Conquistador You’re so insecure Come on, why don’t you do What we raised you for Don’t tell me that All we’ve done was for naught It’s supply and demand And you know what they say About idle hands Don’t act so surprised To learn life is fair I’ve got a hole in my head Where my dreams left me behind I already told you I’m not in denial I’m just like The old Conquistador I’ve got a hole in my head Where my dreams left me behind I already told you I’m not in denial I’m just like The old Conquistador Goodbye!