Pocket Money

<br>Pocket Money<br>From the Motion Picture “Pocket Money”<br>by Carole King<br><br>No friends, no dreams, no pocket money.<br><br>There`s a wall around my body, <br>A fence around my kind.<br>Nothing comes to me easily,<br>not leastwise peace of mind.<br>Still, I keep movin`,<br>tryin` to break on through.<br>I don`t know nothin` else to do.<br><br>Peelin` paint above my head<br>is just another sign.<br>Black clouds in the distance,<br>gettin` closer all the time.<br>I gotta keep movin`,<br>tryin` to break on through.<br>I don`t know nothin` else to do.<br><br>Sometimes when I think that things<br>are bad as they can be,<br>I see a fella standing<br>lower down on the ladder than me.<br><br>Now, I`m alive and kickin`<br>dust behind my heel.<br>Long as I got my soul<br>I`m on the good end of the deal<br>and I`m gonna keep movin`,<br>tryin` to break on through.<br>I don`t know nothin` else to do.<br>I gotta keep movin`.<br>No friends, no dreams, no pocket money.<br>So, I`m gonna keep movin`.<br>No pocket money.<br><br>Copyright 1972<br> by Colgems Music Corp./Elorac Music