Forget It Jenny, Love Is Just a Priviledge For The Rich

Did you catch his eyes?
I felt a wonderful vibe
Well hold that thought a little while
'Cause you'll wake to the subways alarming shakes
And it will float away

Hey! Is this what you call home?
Concrete and ancient stones
These houses grow like weed, you know
Well, I'll erase the filth of this barren place with something beautiful

Forget it Jenny, love is just a privilege for the rich, you see
'Cause love requires time and time is money
And that is something out of your reach, honey
No! Love is universal to humanity
It gets to you no matter of economy
Wherever there is life, there's oppurtunity
But how romantic is your suburb seriously?
And how passionate can kisses on commuter trains be?
Face it, it's not meant for kids like you and me
But I'm the only one creating destiny
Where kids are turning playgrounds into battlefields
Well, sex might be OK, but love - come on, get real
Face it, it's not meant for you and me, Jenny
The background and the stageshit doesnt' bother me
Forget it, Jenny, we're wading through the trenches of poverty