Chorus:
When you come down
From your Ivory Tower
You will see how it really must be
To be like me to see like me
To feel like me
Take a look at me I'm a poor man's son
I never did no harm to no one
You've got money in the bank
And I don't have none
When you come down etc etc....
Bridge:
You can see through
Your rose coloured glasses
In a world that seems
like glamour to you
You've got opinions and judgements about
All kind of things
That you don't know anything about
Don't you know the price that I have to pay
Just to do everything I have to do
Do you think that there's nothing to it
You should try it sometime