Nobody's gonna tell you Nobody wants you to know Nobody's gonna show you Where all the money goes If you become a big dog They'll buy you a Cadillac But if they can't recoup That Coupe DeVille They'll take it back So to yourself be true And on your way up To the moon Don't let Bascom's blues Fall down on you They said he was a genius The best they'd ever heard All he needed Was a new sound And a high-powered PR firm Well he sold A million records But it wasn't What he dreamed of Cause when it came time For the payoff There was not enough You know You just gotta do What you gotta do And not look back