(If I) Found Rome
I remember a place -- looking like home -- without the waste
Only the pride -- time can't erase -- keeps it alive
All the people remain -- people like you -- going insane
Such a hard life -- oh, what a shame -- to swallow your pride
If I found Rome today -- would it be the same?
If I found Rome this way
Would it fall apart or would I be amazed?
Now you lay there in bed -- running your hand -- over your head
Whatever you need -- is not what you get -- down on your knee
All supply and demand -- into your mouth -- out of your hand
Is this what you want? -- all you can stand -- turning you on
Stimulation at best -- only requires -- signing a check
Why should you stray -- off from the rest -- what would it change?