Shoot yourself in the leg And the goose lays the golden egg I had that golden egg before But it disappeared as I limped out the door Never reveal that you know That the whole thing is just for show A cardboard world with painted skies 'Cause we all must agree to believe in the lies Bring yourself down to your knees And they'll give you the golden keys The keys will open any lock To an empty room or a Chinese box I can't forget how I feel And pretend that it's all for real The pot won't call the kettle black And I don't even feel the knife in my back. When we go off to our beds After struggling for our bread A pleasant dream may stand instead Of the clamor and noise that goes on in your head So carry on like before And don't listen to me anymore Don't believe a word I say 'Cause it's only a song and it don't mean a thing