It Pays to Belong - The Embassy

Stand tall, acting small

You see it all, I got your calls

That’s no use in sorting out, no

That’s no use, there ain’t no doubt

Good times on the rise

Could it be they got all that you longed for

A place to lay it all

Could it be that you’re just like me

In my thoughts you’re so much more

Good times on the rise

Now it’s all in your hands

No, no you won’t go wrong, no

Oh no, it pays to belong