Carole King - Pocket Money Lyrics
From the Motion Picture Pocket Money
by Carole King
No friends, no dreams, no pocket money.
Theres a wall around my body,
A fence around my kind.
Nothing comes to me easily,
not leastwise peace of mind.
Still, I keep movin,
tryin to break on through.
I dont know nothin else to do.
Peelin paint above my head
is just another sign.
Black clouds in the distance,
gettin closer all the time.
I gotta keep movin,
tryin to break on through.
I dont know nothin else to do.
Sometimes when I think that things
are bad as they can be,
I see a fella standing
lower down on the ladder than me.
Now, Im alive and kickin
dust behind my heel.
Long as I got my soul
Im on the good end of the deal
and Im gonna keep movin,
tryin to break on through.
I dont know nothin else to do.
I gotta keep movin.
No friends, no dreams, no pocket money.
So, Im gonna keep movin.
No pocket money.
Copyright 1972
by Colgems Music Corp./Elorac Music
Carole King lyrics
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Songwriters: KING, CAROLE
