Where's all the money gone Talking to you All up the whole 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 I was the wife of an acrobat I look like the living dead boy On the wire and can't get back Let's talk about the living dead Could have a car could have it all Could walk 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