I've gotta say, gotta say my head's spinning around,
Been trying to cover too much ground,
You'll find me at the Lost & Found
Tal & Shalev: (Now you're out of the game)
Going mad, lost your had for a whiff of fame,
Now everybody knows your name,
But I know you're not quite the same
But who could tell?
You sold out fast as hell,
Dropped all your coins into the well,
Doesn't it drive you ma-eh-hed?
You'd think a change must come,
No more Mr. Comfortably Numb,
Once a Rocket man & now you're done, and gone,
So c'mon!
Everybody: Hey! *4
Woke up late, at the gate Miss misery stands,
She's knocking down all of your plans,
""Listen son I've got some demands""
You want a ticket to fame?
With your name on a plate,
They'll be ringing that bell,
Too bad you've got nothing to sell,
Now listen son it's not too late
You've had no chance in hell,
No coins to drop into the well,
You know it drives us mad,
You'd think a change must come,
No more Mr. Comfortably Numb,
Once a Rocket man and now you're done & gone,
So c'mon!
Everybody: HEY! *8