James Reyne - Hangman's Wages lyrics

Sitting like a hermit at the top of the stairs Real chart action, pinewood chairs This ain't Hollywood You know it never could be You wish that you were where you were and how When you wanted to be where you should've been now This ain't Beacon City You know it never could be I'd really love to turn you on And everybody is broken anyway And everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wage Well that's a sweet success story that you've got there As sweet as sugar And as light as air This ain't Bayside City Well you could've fooled me I'd really love to turn you on I'd really love to turn you on And everybody is broken anyway And everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wage Full-time Bayside dandy Your new building built with your new candy That's a lot of new candy And it attracts a lot of crazy people I'd really love to turn you on I'd really love to turn you on And everybody is broken anyway And everybody is chokin' on a Hangman's wage Outro: And every body is chokin' And everybody is broken