| I’ve been tryin' to run my life |
| Usin' every trick I knew |
| Say anything, anytime to anybody |
| I do what I always wanted to |
| But that’s no way to keep me happy |
| It’s an old disguise |
| I may be wealthy but I can still be wise |
| Drop my old disguise |
| I can’t seem to end my day |
| Until I feel something’s said and done |
| A flashy guitar or a hot new car |
| Or atleast a little fun |
| But that’s no way to keep me healthy |
| It’s an old disguise |
| I may be wealthy but I can still be wise |
| Drop it, drop it, it’s an old disguise |
| Drop it, drop it, open up your eyes |
| Drop it, drop it, you ain’t got nine lives |
| Drop it, drop it |
| But that’s no way to keep me happy |
| It’s an old disguise |
| I may be wealthy but I can still be wise |
| Drop it, drop it, it’s an old disguise |
| Drop it, drop it, open up your eyes |
| Drop it, drop it, you ain’t got nine lives |
| Drop it, drop it |
| Come on, join in, baby |