Greed

	Over the hills they came from the valley
	Making innuendoes about my lack of talent, oh well...
	They say that when I'm supposed to be singing
	All I 'm really doing is yelling, oh well...
	To you I say ....
	Break out or get out
	Then they say that I can't sing
	That I don't say a thing
	That I make everything up...oh well
	To you I say...
	Break out or get out
	Break out or get out
	Get out of your mind
	Cause it's much too small
	And there's so much going on