We used to laugh. we used to cry. we used to bow our heads then. wonder why. but now you're gone. i guess i'll carry on. and make the best of what you've left to me.
Don't need a roller or a Limousine. Don't need my picture in a magazine. Don't need approval of a chosen few. Tell you what I do need, I need you. . Don't need no fixtures, fittings or phone.