None of That

One gave me money,
Two promised fame;
One flew me around the world
And around and back again.
It felt good, and it should,
My songs played in Hollywood,
A black car to drive me,
And a key to open any door.
But you know, none of that —
None of that’s enough for me.
Oh no, none of that —
None of that’s enough for me.
I can’t sleep, I can’t breathe,
None of that is enough for me,
None of that — none of that is enough
Not for me.
One brought me schedules,
And organized my days;
One put me in a room
To be questioned and appraised.
And day in, and day out,
Driven round and dragged about,
'Til all I wanted —
All I wanted was none of that.
Yes, you know none of that —
None of that’s enough for me.
I know none of that —
None of that’s enough for me.
I got out, I broke free,
None of that is enough for me.
None of that — none of that is enough,
None of that is all I need.