Take your money,
Take your fame;
Get it out of my brain.
Some lust for things I do not get.
Yet I am the one considered repressed.
Short of understanding how its meant to be.
Truth is I’m not craving like so many.
Take your money,
Take your fame;
Get it out of my brain.
Guide of the greed is the special.
I look to it and wonder why all the hassle.
Simple life filled with things I adore.
Sounds like so much less of a chore.
Take your money,
Take your fame;
Get it out of my brain.
Calls that all who don’t conform are heretic.
To me it sounds bullying and pathetic.
You pick your lane and I’ll stay in mine.
That way everyone will be just fine.
Take your money,
Take your fame;
Get it out of my brain.
No more forcing and making demands.
Your claims for free will simply don’t stand.
Take your money,
Take your fame;
Get it out of my brain.
Simple words, please let them in.
For this is my decision.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 