What More

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Oh yeah, uh huh One two three four five One two three four five, yeah You live in a big fine house You got a Porsche and a Filofax You got, you got a daughter and a son to love But the little bastards don't love you back Oh no They don't love you back Your haircut cost you ninety bucks You got cash cards for fourteen banks You buy great art by established names But do you get your rightful thanks No man, you sold your soul to the stock exchange of the bottomless hole Your brain's rotted in its case of case of bone But hell you've got yourself a cellular phone What more could you want from life? What more could you really need? Oh yeah Yeah well, your young ideals have bit the dirt You husband's girlfriend makes you look real old So you spend your days in high-tech gyms To warm your body as your blood runs cold It runs cold Your blood runs cold You're gettin' old as your blood runs cold You're on the cover of North and South You got a great smile to hide behind Your designs have won four major awards But is there room for you in humankind? No man, you sold your soul to the stock exchange of the bottomless hole Your brain's rotted in its case of case of bone But you've got yourself a cellular phone What more could you want from life? What more could you truly need? What more could you want from life? Oh yes indeed Well, you can stop whenever you need Take two steps back and clarify your view Get shot of everything that don't look right And remember what your children once loved in you Oh man, you lost your soul to the stock exchange of the bottomless hole Your brain's rotted in its case of case of bone But hell you've got yourself a cellular phone What more could you want from life? What more could you really need? What more could you want from life? What more, oh yes indeed You got personalised plates on your car