I remember a place -- looking like home -- without the wastenOnly the pride -- time can't erase -- keeps it alivennAll the people remain -- people like you -- going insanenSuch a hard life -- oh, what a shame -- to swallow your pridennIf I found Rome today -- would it be the same?nIf I found Rome this waynWould it fall apart or would I be amazed?nnNow you lay there in bed -- running your hand -- over your headnWhatever you need -- is not what you get -- down on your kneennAll supply and demand -- into your mouth -- out of your handnIs this what you want? -- all you can stand -- turning you onnnIf I found Rome today -- would it be the same?nIf I found Rome this waynWould it fall apart or would I be amazed?nnStimulation at best -- only requires -- signing a checknWhy should you stray -- off from the rest -- what would it change?nnIf I found Rome today -- would it be the same?nIf I found Rome this waynWould it fall apart or would I be amazed?