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
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