Charta 77

All through my life it's been this race
The competition to succeed
There ain't no rules, just read my face
The race is power and it's speed

I'm a modern man today
Modern decision, I say, take it away
Cause I'm living in today

You see my face on all those magazines
With white million dollar teeth
I've got a wife, a sex machine
To show off, at all those parties

I start to climb the long way up
I use my power
Cause the goal at the top
I use my power
But when I reach the top
Yes when I've just succeed
I find a big sign
that asks, want to buy some chewing-gum?

Going round and round and round