There's a man on Hill street Said he threw away his name But he'll school me about the Universe For pocket change He said I've been on this spot before The human race and dinosaurs It's all the same For each and every pleasure there is pain And when all's said and done And we're weightless as our footsteps Everything is one No right way or wrong When all's said and done We are just one Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk Tossed seven lives in his briefcase Oh, now what's left to my name So just spill the juice oh, what's the use? What's real from fake? And he said we've been through this many times before Cosmic worlds True love and war It's all the same For each and every pleasure there is pain And when all's said and done And we're weightless as our footsteps Everything is one No right way or wrong When all's said and done We are just one Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk Same folk