Chameleon

I don't have the time
 There's water in my hourglass
 And the sand is in my eyes
 I don't have my mind
 There's flickering lights in my head
 And my reasons are all lies
 Today is just the same old same old
 Too many teeth behind those smiles
 And I don't care about the stories told
 If it means more, more, more,
 More frequent-flyer miles
 More secretary smiles
 More...
 * I'm dangerous, I'm your best friend
 I'm a colour-blind chameleon
 I'm moving up, I know what's going down
 I'm just an urban
 Super human
 The consumer and the consumed...
 I don't have the reasons
 I lost them in the fire
 Of my ambition to be
 Something, somebody not me
 I don't have a saviour
 I'm too smart
 To be taken in by
 Your prayers and your incense and that round-trip to heaven
 Today is just the same old same old
 Too many teeth behind those smiles
 And I don't care about the stories told
 If it means more, more, more
 More frequent-flyer miles
 More secretary smiles
 More...