Descendents - Gotta Lyrics
Money, it'll feed my tummyBut it, will never feed my soulWhere my soul should meThere's a hole in meI can't live from 9 to 5That's not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn't matter what it may beOnly what it may seemFunny, when you got no moneyThen your, time is not your ownWhere my time should be, there's only drudgeryI can't live from 9 to 5That's not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn't matter what it may beOnly what it may seemGotta have a reason to get out of my bedI never want to feel my life's been wastedMakin money, it'll feed my tummyBut it, will never feed my soulWhen my soul should beThere's a hole in meI can't live from 9 to 5That's not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn't matter what it may beOnly what it may seemGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn't matter what it may beOnly what it may seem to me
