You grew high, taller than the middle class
Boy, cash running in your pockets
You skate high, gold on your fingertips
They try to make people nervous, ohSomething missing in your smile
Something missing in your soul
Are you suffering the blues?
Tell me why, tell me when, tell me why, when, yeahGreen dollar bills slipped your hand, little man
Anything you want'll come instantly.
Boy, when the plan slipped your hand, little man
Anything you want'll come instantly.Castle, house, cars and the ladies
Blues, no doubt, got you feeling empty
Your bank's packed to edge and still you're sadSomething missing in your smile
Something missing in your soul
Are you suffering the blues?
Tell me why, when, why, whenGreen dollar bills slipped your hand, little man
Anything you want'll come instantly.
Boy, when the plan slipped your hand, little man
Everything you want'll come instantly.
Songwriters
Erik Oskar Bodin, Fredrik Daniel Wallin, Hakan Wirenstrand, Yukimi Eleanora NaganoPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.