text: You could have been more than a name on the door
  On the thirty-third floor in the air
  More than a credit card
  Swimming pool in the backyard
  While you still have the time you could get away and find
  A better life, you know the grind
  Is so ungrateful
  Racing cars, whisky bars
  No one cares who you really are
  Youre the keeper of the cards
  Yes I know it gets hard
  Keeping the wheels turning
  And the wife she keeps the keys
  She is so pleased to be
  A part of the arrangement
  You could have been more than a name on the door
  On the thirty-third floor in the air
  More than a consumer
  Lying in some room trying to die
  More than a credit card
  Swimming pool in the backyard
  You could have been more than a name on the door
  You could have been more than a name on the door
  You could have been more
  You could have been more
  You could have been more