Old tiger walked into his cage, made up his bed of straw Spoke out the bars to those come of age: don't sharpen your claws If you're in it for the money, there's none there In it for the truth, well no-one cares Power and glory Best you'll get is a story I was once there out in the field, I tired of my chasing Best you can hope for is for warmth, small fires blazing If you're in it for the money, there's none there In it for the truth, well no-one cares Power and glory Best you'll get is a story Many and I preyed on this all we predators' nature If you're in it for the money, there's none there In it for the truth, well no-one cares Power and glory Best you'll get is a story