I had a dream or a nightmarenDifficult to decide whichnThere were a few who had plentynAnd there were poor who were richnI saw some rocks that were shiningnThey drove the few to go sparenBeauty led to the blindingnSo blind past all carennSomebody should tell younSomebody should tell you tell younnWe hear that you're in big troublenYou built your world on a rocknBut if you look through the rubblenYou might uncover a shocknYou must have heard all the rumoursnThey're flying fast around herenGrowing just like a tumournThey won't disappearnnSomebody should tell younSomebody should tell younSomebody should tell younSomebody should tell you nnYou're baby too preciousnToo precious by far