Turn the volume up real high

All of that money look at it fly

And you smoking like a chimney

Shadows crawled across the living room's length

I held onto you with a desperate strength

With everything with everything in me

And I handed you a drink of the lovely little thing

On which our survival depends

People say friends don't destroy one another

What do they know about friends?



Thunderclouds forming cream white moon

Everything's going to be okay soon

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe the next day



Carried you up the stairs that night

All of this could be yours if the price is right

I heard cars headed down to oblivion

Up on the expressway

Your drunken kisses as light as the air

Maybe everything that falls down eventually rises

Our house sinking into disrepair

Ah but look at this showroom filled with fabulous prizes