Something for nothing - Strawbs

The question was survival

The answer was myself

I was on the inside looking out

You took me to the limit

But you only took yourself

You were on the outside looking in

Something for nothing

Something for nothing

Was all you ever wanted from me

Something for nothing

Something for nothing

Was all you ever wanted to be

You bit the hand that fed you

Ripped the fingers to the bone

You were scoring blood, when times were lean

While I looked on disgusted

Ashamed to be your friend

Thinking to myself what might have been

Now the lone wolf beats a new trail

With scent of easy game

Howling at the full moon on his back

While his lover eats her heart out

To the bitter taste of failure

Hungry for the leader of the pack