RICH AT HEART See you now so old and grey Can’t Stopp talking, though you’ve nothing to say Cigarette in your hand is just fading away Take a little look closer, so are your days You’re boots of lether have turned to air Holes in your pocket, but you don’t really care For you’ve nothing to put in them Just the passing of time And an empty bottle of blood red wine People walk on by an they cheer and they curse At your life and excistance it couldn’t be worse But you laugh on back for they cannot see Their life is of worry of wich your life is free Call out to a little bird in flight Answers you and your eyes open wide with delight For the little bird is a symbol of your life And happiness through day and long long night They say the world is changing but it’s not for you Thank Christ for that cause what would you do You only know how to be happy with wath you’ve got Even though what you’ve got is not a lot But it’s enough to get you through The life you enjoy with nothing to lose But life… Who’s happy now The rich at heart Who’s happy now, my God If you’re not