The Living Dead

Where's all the money gone?--

I'm talking to you,

All up the hole in your arm,

Is the needle a much better screw?

But oh, what will you do alone?

'Cos I have to go.

Where is this life of fun that you promised me?

Nothing here works but your works and I mean it

I have to leave

But oh, what will you do alone?

'Cos I have to go.

If I was the wife of an acrobat

would I look like the living dead, boy?

You're on the wire and can't get back,

let's talk about the living dead

Could have had a car,

could have had it all,

Could have walked in the sky

but we stare at the wall.

I know where the money's gone--

I know what you do

'Cos I've seen the hole in your arm and

The needle's a much better screw

But oh, what will you do alone?

'Cos I have to go.