“Mister Success”
By Mike Steed
Copyright 2005

Mister Success has come to visit
Isn’t as sweet as her love is it?
Nine to Five and I’m so clever
Will this be my life forever?
Caught up in all this corporate luster
I sell my soul for all I can muster
Every two weeks they send my ransom
I used to be tan I used to be handsome

I remember when the sun was enough
I remember when the sun was enough
I remember when the sun was enough
I remember when the sun was enough
To get you high
To get you high

Every night I wake and wonder
Whatever happened before this blunder
When did I fall into the mainstream
I used to be cool I used to have a big dream