Paint it black
it won't come back to me
on the rack
stretched out mercifully
where the hell did we go wrong
these days ain't coming back
I'm dreaming, I'm screaming
'cos this is where it's at
All that money all that fame
ain't gonna help us now
all that money down the drain
won't someone tell me how
all that money all that fame
it's time to take a bow
come on the curtain's coming down
In the red
cheque book's dead for me
I paid it out
to everyone I see
all I want is justice now
and no more hidden rides
I'm counting, I'm counting
while I have to sacrifice
All that money all that fame
ain't gonna help us now
all that money down the drain
won't someone tell me how
all that money all that fame
it's time to take a bow
come on the curtain's coming down
All that money all that fame
ain't gonna help us now
all that money down the drain
won't someone tell me how
all that money all that fame
it's time to take a bow
come on the curtain's coming down
(All that money...)
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