Shirt tucked in five Six Seven And the hairspray fills the room Daddy's in tears Been at work for years He's still working for a man in a roof And the taxis and the cycles The maze that they create Is a puzzle unknown to the high-class folk They won't understand the way we crept in And I sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my futureI sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my future Control over my future Control over my future The bus goes down first thing in the mornin' As you're frantically searching for change And your ID falls under the seats It's like you're watching yourself from space And the numbers flash in front of you But you are not awake They say that money makes the world go round But I feel more like a loan you can't take And I sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my future I sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my future Control over my future Control over my future Control over my future Control over my The bus goes down first thing in the mornin' As you're frantically searching for change And your ID falls under the seats It's like you're watching yourself from space And the numbers flash in front of you But you are not awake They say that money makes the world go round But I feel more like a loan you can't take And I sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my future I sold it all for three and twos I have no control over my future Control over my future Control over my future Control over my future Control over my