Intro : Well the walls too wet to sit on And there's a curtain right over my head Stomp my feet waiting for a bus But decided to walk instead And the American saxophone follows me All the way from the teller to the public house My fingers are always in my ears But the reads always in the mouth And if you ever cross your heart and hope to die Voices in your head saying you must cry Then there's more to you than meets the eye But if you go about your business with a capital 'B' It is sure to catch you up with a capital 'C' And then you will be in debt with a capital 'T'{'A'/'B'} Just step outside Well we could stop for a conversation If we could think of anything to say But you know you've got nothing to talk about When nothing happened yesterday And if I ever committed a murder Well I think I'd go about this way Never mind a rope or a dagger and cloak I could spend a week on this estate Repeat chorus What are you doing tomorrow And the day after and the day after that I've some money to spend I can borrow I've become a man I admire