Lyric Material Boy

I m leaving the Wat. To Buddhism no longer loyal.
I m breaking my heart, as my compassion to the third world
turned to greed.
Bye bye, real McCoy, no ideals as if I was royal.
Now, I m a material boy.
There s nothing in this world I don t think I need.

Now I m shopping, I m not stopping.
There ll always be new stuff to buy
and I ll expand my needs somehow.

I bought an iMac and mouse, a phone to go with my new spirit.
Next step might be a house, six bedrooms and a pool just for me.
I will live like a Tsar, the beggars chant won t hear it.
I ll have a boat, new TV and car.
And in my mouth a fat Cuban cigar.

Now I m shopping, I m not stopping.
There ll always be new stuff to buy
and I ll expand my needs somehow.
I ll expand my needs somehow I swear.