You walk and talk and move around in circlesYour friends telling you you are doing fineYou can't see that snowball as it hurtles Through the shattered membranes of your mindIf I could talk to you for just one minute Then you would know what it is I am getting atBut there again your head's got nothing in itBy the way you left without your hatI'm walking in the wind looking at the skyHanging on a breeze and wondering why, whyYour old man's headed for the final pay-offThe joker that you got is fading tooAnd all the sharks that come around for the rip-off Are gonna tear the flesh right off you ]The plastic princess hangs her head in wonder at the silver glittered boysTrying, trying to competeAnd all at once the room begins to thunder And all that's left is the stain on the sheetThe prostitute is standing on the cornerSuffering so much pain to stay aliveShe's so real, that life itself bows down before herShe couldn't make that nine to fiveWhile the president is crying, crying in the White HouseThe prime minister's really got the bluesAll the heads of state are busy playing cat & mouse'Cause you can see none of them have ever paid their duesGod knows why, why, whySend