Material Boy
I'm leaving the Wat. To Buddism no longer loyal.
I'm breaking my heart, as my compassion to the third world turned to greed
Bye bye, real McCoy, no ideal as if I was royal.
No, I'm a material boy.
There's nothing in this world I don't think I need
Writer(s): Mathias Lars Farm, Fredrik Olof Larzon, Nikola Sarcevic, Erik Hans Ohlsson
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