Aston Martins Lyrics

Could develop a taste for Aston Martins
Could develop a feeling for the fine things
Could develop a gadget to get free
Something to give patience to a lost man

But when I gave up on happiness I felt so relieved
I spilled coffee all over my sleeve
All those trips to the beach that I wasted

I don't want a million cause I'm a simple man
I just want a shower that I can rely on
I don't want a war cause I'm a gentle man
I just want the flower that doubles up as a gun

Maybe there's a valley somewhere
Don't suffer wear and tear
Just play Rummikub all day
No one ever lost their way

How would they all get on
Gold-plated homes
Could it help a man get free
Help him to see
Having all these