Nobody's gonna tell you
Nobody wants you to know
Nobody's gonna show you
Where all the money goes
If you become a big dog
They'll buy you a Cadillac
But if they can't recoup
That Coupe DeVille
They'll take it back

So to yourself be true
And on your way up
To the moon
Don't let Bascom's blues
Fall down on you

They said he was a genius
The best they'd ever heard
All he needed
Was a new sound
And a high-powered PR firm
Well he sold
A million records
But it wasn't
What he dreamed of
Cause when it came time
For the payoff
There was not enough

You know
You just gotta do
What you gotta do
And not look back