Simple Dimple - Grobschnitt

Every morning’s sunrise means the same to him

Endless roads and rain, and faces follow him

And when he walks down London streets

With bare feet on the ground

With mocking eyes and smiling faces

People gatherin' around

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

So he thinks and smokes another cigarette

Knowing no one cares if he’s alive or dead

And then he walks down London streets

With bare feet on the ground

With mocking eyes and smiling faces

People gatherin' around

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

Wee-dob-doo…

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son

What is the sense of each and everyone

To find it out it needs no rich man’s son