Coming from the office in the city
I'll be back in 15 because my time is worth money
(With) my pressed suit and my bluetooth I sure do look profound
Walking down the streets you all look up and I look down

We are free
Rolling around in our piles of money
But alone
I'll do this 'till I grow old

Business man, Business man looking for respect
It doesn't matter what I do cuz I'm always well dressed
Business Man, Business man, what I'll always be
Nothing can get between my love of money

We are free
Rolling around in our piles of money
But alone
I'll do this 'till I grow old

How can it be that I still can't make my rent
My business failed my partners bailed I'm back with my parents
I'm 35 I'm balding and I don't have any friends
I sold them out just to see the chance to get ahead

We are free
Rolling around in our piles of money
But alone
I'll do this 'till I grow old
What now
I've failed to ever go ahead and do something profound
Where to go
When you're back where you started years ago

We are free
Rolling around in our piles of money
But alone
I'll do this 'till I grow old