What are you becoming?
  What have you become?
  Once you sang your own song
  Now you're dancing to the same drum
  What have you become?
  
  And what is that you're wearing?
  Money's ugly confidence
  You sacrificed the poem of your imagination
  For these pounds and pence
  Me I take the cynic's role
  Throw scorn on your empty mind
  I seen this monotonous world
  Make dull what used to shine
  You lost interest
  You lost your spine
  Oh Thats fine fine fine (Yeah!)
  Bye bye bye bye
  
  When there' nothing left
  On this plate you're handed
  You find yourself running the gauntlet
  Of all of these double standards
  It's very thin ice over which you're skating (woah!)
  And after this black winter the thaw
  
  So What are you
  Tell me tell me
  What are you
  And what have you
  Become?!