Late night in the neon light
Wired and I can't seem to turn off my eyes
Like a switch in the dark I'm reaching but short
Tired of reading the cover of a magazine
Don't need no money to dream
Don't need no money to breathe
So we all got our arms in the air asking, "What for?"
Is this where we are now?
Hiding behind the little glass doors?
So we don't, no we don't really mind
But only if we get away with whatever we like
Don't no money to dream
Don't no money to breathe
Hold still with me for only a moment
Hold on to anything just for the moment
Hold onto anything that gets you through the night
Don't need no money to dream
Don't need no money to breathe
No I don't need no money