Hey you, yeah you
Just up there, vibrating the venue
It's time you knew how much you drew
My attention to you
The other night, I lost my sleep, I try to stop my weeps
For all this seem unreasonable schemes
Like anonymity having self-esteem
When the meme is to match with a celebrity
One pleasant dream? Big pleasantry!
How come we stand still to a beat that's groovy?
Excuse me, I'm getting fidgety, filled with dignity
Somebody, throw a floatie 'cause someone's in deep
Why do you have to go
And keep me asking what I'm supposed to know?
How will you get your game goal
And acting like a Jane Doe?
Why do you keep your rainbow
From flying out your window?
How do you expect to flow
If you just keep it on the low?
Hear that sound shout, it's loud enough
From the underground to make us bound and notice
Whoever spreads new ores around
It's silent, but it sounds so rich
Can you feel the richness? Can you feel the richness?
Can you feel the rich?
Can you feel the richness? Can you feel the richness?
Can you feel the rich?
Rich self, style, smartness and soul (oh!)
I'm talking about you, not talking about dough (no!)
You stay true when you put on a show
But you're a tune not even heaven knows
So out you go, the road won't wind up yellow
If you won't let the globe discover your name
No walk of shame, it's the talk of fame
Who isn't nice enough to get you more acclaimed
When it should pay the rent and exempt the contempt
Then I'll be content not having to vent
I don't care what everyone likes or what media strikes
You never pop up online and that should be a crime
Time for you to shine your own light and have some fun
Take something off your blood, come get us
Make me blush with your words that are lush
Your voice is the crutch, it's a quality I clutch
But your crowd is a crunch and they simply judge or crush
Your nature with a single touch only to pleasure Much
Do they think you're nuts or are they just a grudge?
Hear that sound shout, it's loud enough
From the underground to make us bound and notice
Whoever spreads new ores around
It's silent, but it sounds so rich
Can you feel the richness? Can you feel the richness?
Can you feel the rich?
Can you feel the richness? Can you feel the richness?
Can you feel the rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Don't you know you're rich?
Oh! Got to get out of the dark
Make known yourself from the heart
Oh! Got to get out of the dark
Your work's a walk in the park
Oh! Come on, get out of the dark
Go on and catch them off guard
Artist: Steve Winwood
Artist: Harold Budd
Artist: Rabbit Junk