well relationships change,
oh i think it's kinda strange,
how money makes a man grow.
some people they claim, if you get enough fame
you live over the rainbow, over the rainbow..

but the people on the street, out on buses or on feet
we all got the same blood flow.
oh, in society, every dollar got a deed
we all need a place so we can go,
and feel over the rainbow.

but sometimes, we forget what we got.
who we are, oh who are are not.
i think we gotta chance, to make it right.
keep it loose, keep it tight.