Lyrics
They, they said you should go to the school
Lest you will become a fool
Who will always remain poor
And then, they said that you should get a job
Rent yourself from eight to four
For survival to afford
They, they said you must find a good wife
Wed her and settle for all life
Have every few years a new child
And then, they finally expect you to die
And if their god is as kind
He might gift you an afterlife
But you should
Run, run for your life
Away from your mind
And into the sky
Run, fly
Fly, fly up high
Leave and say goodbye
To all that has gone by
