My chance was small and ended in smoke. All I saw was a flicker of hope. I thought I was on the right path. Didn't succeed but I found faith.
My medal of honor is not to be seen. Although it's very heavy to carry. Money or power is not for me. I complain "Why does this have to be?" As an exile on the street in the sun. I have to smile even though I've not won. All of my vintage rage will soon be dried up. You know "I can't stand it. I can't stand it. I can't stand it."
Time is changin' without noise. My baby screamin' at the top of her voice. She's got a job and has no day off. It makes me sick, there's no time to laugh. My chance was small and ended in smoke. All I saw was a flicker of hope. We've got hope. We don't need leaders. No need for heroes but need companeros.