Road to Ruin

How can we make you understand

All you can be is right given in your hand

You won't need money

Trust in me, take me by the hand

Give us a chip

Dreams are strewn across the sand

You won't need money

And all the pimps, punks, pederasts, jugglers and fools

They drive me crazy, are climbing the walls

show me the way, the way to the store

Cause I'm so sick of it all

But when the penny drops

Trust in me, take me by the hand

Cashing your chips strewn across the sand

You won't need money

And all the pimps, punks, pederasts, jugglers and fools

They drive me crazy, it's no good at all

show me the way, the way to the store

Cause I'm so sick of it all

But when the penny drops...