Scheme Of Things Songtext / Lyric

The science of finance we give it to the ministry

And you sell flowers flowers on the street

And your only happiness it is your charity

And your only warmth is communal song

And I have many things I have dreams

And I have many things I have dreams

The maddest and the saddest

In the wickedest underpants and dungerees

You give away your money and you parentage

And all you wished for was security

And all you got was brain damage

And all you've ever known and still you were lonely

And I have many things I have dreams

And I have many things I have dreams

And I have many things I have my place in the scheme of things

And I have many things I have dreams

Show me a saviour and I'll show you one that you've come from

Show me an angel and show me the world that you are from

You're like a salesman your foot in the door

That's what they're for show me a Heaven

After all that's what you're selling

And show me a saviour show me one

Show me a Heaven hasn't everyone

Show me a *world* and everyone show me the *rule*

And I have many things I have dreams

And I have many things I have my place in the scheme of things

And I have many things I have dreams and I have many things