work ourselves, fingers to the bone
suck the morrow, drain my sould
pay your dues, and your debts
pay your repects, everybody tells you
you pay for what you get
you pay for what you get
everybody asks me how she's doing
has she really lost her mind?
i said, i couldn't tell you i've lost mine
words, words, words have you heard
a bird in hand is much better than,
any number free to wander
fly away...
stay
you pay for what you get
you pay for what you get
everybody asks me how she's doing
has she really lost her...
everybody asks me how she's doing
since she went away
i said i couldn't tell

To be continued...