Murray Head - Dole lyrics

Weather's getting colder My clothes are looking older Money's running dry I'm a fool to wonder why My shoes are letting water My job's begun to falter The interest is dying My mind has stared flying away... Far away... They said there's somewhere else Where your money troubles always melt Where you only have to queue And they help the wounded few Who have nowhere to go And nothing much to do Their resources are low And their feelings are blue All day - while they play?