There was a time I'll admit
I got caught up in the race
Competing with the Jones's
Trying to keep the pace
I put too much importance
In living like a King
Hell their just material things
Kisses they never, never go out of style
And hugs they don't rust away
No nothing, nothing is worth more than a smile
And the joy that love brings
The rest are just material things
Material things
I surrounded my self
With clutter and waste
Following the new trends
Showing my good taste
I let Possessions control me
Like a puppet on a string
Their just material things
Kisses they never, never go out of style
And hugs they don't rust away
No nothing, nothing is worth more than a smile
And the joy that love brings
The rest are just material things
Material things
If you call it progress
Measure success
By the make of the car that you're driving
If you have all this stuff
When does enough become enough
It's only your self you're depriving