I'd sell you heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone
To pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck
Ship is sinking
And there's a leak, there's a leak
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge
Killers, thieves and lawyers -
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business