I was just a young boy, barely 17  
A regular poster child for the American dream  
I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well  
Left a problem drinker and cynical as hell 
 
CHORUS  
 
They say there's two kinds of people 
Those who have and those who don't  
Some of us will benefit  
And there's some of us that won't  
 
Some people spend a lifetime  
Trying to get over that fence 
But I'm just on the corner  
Spending my inheritance 
 
I guess Old Father Time's put on one hell of a show 
'Cause the older that I get it seems the less I know  
I found the road to riches was just a private drive 
Owned by politicians waving from inside 
 
CHORUS 
 
There's nothing wrong with me still I have to wonder why 
Another day, another family tree lifts it's branches to the sky 
 
Dined on good intentions, nearly starved to death  
I gave the world my last two cents and now I live on what is left  
There's never any medals, there isn't much reward  
You gotta find your peace of mind in what you can afford 
 
CHORUS 
 
Well I'm back where I started, spending my inheritance