LYRICS

Everyone thinks I’m weird, they watch me from the side,
I don’t have expensive clothes or a shiny car.
I wear torn jeans, that’s brother freedom,
in the evening at discos, shower sticks.

Chorus: (x2)
With a J&B in hand and a tank top on my back,
I will conquer the world, I like it that way.

I always live for rent there in the end neighborhood,
during the day I ride buses, walk in the rain and mud.
I have thousands of dreams, I’m rich with it now,
I sing, I don’t think so, I live for of the day.

Chorus: (x8)