I went out in the world I lived in London town   Though I knew that those streets weren't paved with gold   I looked up to a man and he never let me down   But he said if you want your music sold you should      Be smart or lucky   If you can't break the mould, break the rules   Make friends or money   But if you would be King be cruel      There is no clockwork in the stars   No-one cares how good you are   Look around the world is full   Of hungry souls who want it all   Space inside they have to fill   Friendship they're prepared to kill   Hunger is their guiding light   They scratch they claw they push they fight   Just to be lucky   (Vote for me)      Now I've come so far   People ask for clues   Saying how have you found the peace you've earned   It was one night in a bar   A young man on the move asked me   What's the one thing that you've learnt   And I said      Be smart or lucky   If you can't break the mould, break the rules   Make friends or money   But if you would be King be cruel      How much do you want the prize   Will you freely sacrifice   Pride and your integrity   For fortune and celebrity   Break the rules   You'd better be cruel   Break the rules   Be lucky