Lyrics

She was young she was bright working every day and night
Waiting for the day she’d be living what you’d call a life
But is anybody really living is anyone really alive
Anybody out there living or are we just trying to survive

He got old he turned grey talking about a better day
Went through years of toil and pain for someone else’s gain
Waiting for the day he’d be living alongside of the cream
Is anybody out there living or is it an American dream

See the gold getting old watch the beauty fade away
After you were taught and told happiness would come your way
Someone’s knocking at the door asking for a piece of bread
Thought that you were poor this fellow doesn’t have a bed

Out all day hunting prey coming back tired and beat
On the edge of your demise fighting for a piece of meat
Is it what you call living always got to watch your back
Is that really living like a wolf running with the pack

See the gold getting old watch the beauty fade away
After you were taught and told happiness would come your way
Someone’s knocking at the door asking for a piece of bread
Thought that you were poor this fellow doesn’t have a bed