Ooh listen to those fingers tap Nervous child dreams hanging in the balance All for the gain of the wallet of the fat man I don't want to be that man Cause I'll stand with my pride in my pocket But I won't wait long enough for them to knock it down Ooh listen to those fingers tap Forty days and forty nights 'til I get where I'm going A hundred stairs a million flights But I won't trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise If it ain't real ain't worth my time And to the royalty incumbent Perhaps I'm just a number But even as a number with a value undiscovered I'm not sold by your royalty at all, oh no Forty days and forty nights 'til I get where I'm going A hundred stairs a million flights But I won't trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise If it ain't real ain't worth my time Ain't worth my... Forty days and forty nights 'til I get where I'm going A hundred stairs a million flights But I won't trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise If it ain't real ain't worth my time