Lyrics

Nothing is Real

Wake up in the morning
To the risin? sun
Go down in the evening
Don?t hurt no one
From the beggar?s hunger
To the Sultan?s meal

Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real

From the Bentley window
A turquoise gown
No more money for the fallen clown
From the Bowery alleys
To the golden field

Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real

Sunlight
Moonshine
All you?ve lost
And all you?ve found

Withered and tattered
With endless ills
The present abandoned
For future will
What age embarrasses
Flattery heals

But Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real
Nothing is Real