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
 Ahh, what will you do alone?
 Cause 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
 Ahh, what will you do alone?
 Cause I have to go
 I was the wife of an acrobat
 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
 Cause I've seen the hole in your arm
 And the needle's a much better screw
 Ahh, what will you do alone?
Cause I have to go