I’m OK…you’re OK…
Grinding your body down; day by day
Can’t for the life of you just give it away.
Have to achieve; to hold your head high
Forget inner peace-you’ve got your pride.
Never stopping to look around and open your eyes;
I’m ok, youré ok…sure we’re doing fine
Can’t stop now…got plans and desires-
Adding your body, to the world’s funeral pyre.