| Well I don’t want your high position |
| And I don’t need your riches and fame |
| I got no use for your way of thinkin' |
| 'Cause it only leads to trouble and shame |
| The way you talk just leaves me empty |
| The things you say, they leave me cold |
| It ain’t my place to sit in judgement |
| But I hate to see you growing so old |
| Down to the core, where we’re all the same |
| Down to the core, we need something to believe in |
| Down to the core, It’s a cryin' shame |
| You’ll never make it alone |
| There’s no relief in your possessions |
| There’s no relief in what you own |
| And what you reap in the coming future |
| Don’t you know it’s only what you have sown |
| Down to the core, it’s an empty hole |
| Down to the core, and there’s nothin' at the bottom |
| Down to the core, you’re an empty soul |
| You’ll never make it alone |
| There’s no belief in all your wisdom |
| There’s no insurance in what you know |
| 'Cause what you know is gonna leave you nowhere |
| When you’re standin' at the end of the road |
| Down to the core, you need somthin' real |
| Down to the core, and there’s only one solution |
| Down to the core, don’t you really feel |
| You’ll never make it alone |