Material Love lyrics

Oh woe is me for I have great sums

My wife keeps jewels and furs

My wealth and prestige over bums

A couple of gold and silver blurrs

Twenty years now with so much

And yet to look back so little

We never keep in touch

The child's golden riddle

Now laid to rest in fooled fashion

So many things I've done

With all but one greatest passion

Our children left long ago and gone

For the price of wealth

A cost so very, very great

So much we had even good health

Sold the child's love and now it's too late