He´s seventeen, he´s like a machine
He´s of steel, he´s a cog in the wheel
A spine so steep, he´d never weep
But you could buy him pretty cheap
Didn´t fit in school, a stupid rule

Made him a fool but bragging bold
What he´s been told, that´s his gold
A perfect master´s tool
Dignity is astray if you can pay
He would even gladly
Go the easy way out
Line of least resistance
He´s the king of cash
He´s a gold digger soldier
Unknowingness are hurting less
Won´t be a mess, affordability and getting things for free
Is of importance to be fed on champagne and
Get it directly in the vein
He´s a puppet in a show
Just an undertow
But he doesn´t know