You never give
me your money
You only give me
your funny paper
And in the middle
of negotiations
you break down
I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle
of investigation I break down
Out of college money spent
See no future pay no rent
All the money's gone
nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday mornin' turnin' back
Yellow lorry slow
nowhere to go
But oh that magic feelin'
nowhere to go
Oh that magic feelin'
nowhere to go nowhere to go
Ah ah ooo
Ah ah ooo
Ah ah ooo
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags
and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas
and wipe that tears away
One sweet dream
came true today
Came true today
Came true today yes it did
One two three four
five six seven
All good children go to heaven
One two three four
five six seven
All good children go to heaven
One two three four
five six seven
All good children go to heaven
One two three four
five six seven
All good children go to heaven