I've been trying to run my life
Using every trick I knew
I say anything anytime to anybody
I do what I always wanted to
But that's no way to keep me happy
It's an old disguise

I may be wealthy, but I can still be wise
Drop my old disguise
I can't seem to end my day
Until I feel something's said and done
A flashy guitar or a hot new car
Or at least a little fun
But that's no way to keep me healthy
It's an old disguise
I may be wealthy but I can still be wise
Drop my old disguise

Drop it, drop it, it's an old disguise
Drop it, drop it, open up your eyes
Drop it, drop it, you ain't got nine lives
Drop it, drop it

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): KEVIN PATRICK CRONIN