Yeah, they're closing down the line It's almost quitting time Plotting their next crime as the evening descends It's amazing what you'll sell when you're not doing all that well The stories you'll tell to make you a friend Yeah, you worry about your looks And from the magazines and books, you get a chic little hook (If you've got the wealth) It's amazing what you'll buy if you think last chance went buy You weave a new set of lines to cover yourself 'Cos love is just a plea at the deepest point of need We take the reasonable facsimile most of the time Ah, sure You'll take the risk, but then scanty evidence can be used against you at any old time
They'll read you your rights in the heat of the night What you thought you held so tight slips right through your hands There's been a raging debate as of late and a storm of controversy As faith pins her corsage on Easter morning's new mercy We know the terrain well, but You kicked down the gates of hell Prison cells open Threw away the key Yeah, dragging out of bed Got a big noise all in your head Living and the dead run in the clear light of day It's amazing What you sold always leaves you feeling old Less water and more coal to try to make your way