Album : Punch the Clock
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Men made out of monkeys
Men made into mice
Happy days are here again
And all the drinks half price
A girl with a trick and a man with a calling
Trying to make a living out of your downfalling
trying to make a living out of anything at all
Didn't they teach you anything except how to be cruel
In that charm school

You and I as lovers
Were nothing but a farce
trying to make a silk purse
out of a sow's arse
Saying 'Why don't you watch me'
Hardly speaking sotto voce

I've got a notion
I've got an angle
Take your dreams and promises
And put them through the mangle
They say it's hell to finance too
And I just want to romance you

In this perpetual nightclub
I'll be yours eternal
Though the hours are long
And the noise infernal
just one shameful act or sometimes two
we make believe we're making do
Men made out of monkeys    Men made into mice    Happy days are here again    And all the drinks half price    A girl with a trick and a man with a calling    Trying to make a living out of your downfalling    trying to make a living out of anything at all    Didn't they teach you anything except how to be cruel    In that charm school       You and I as lovers    Were nothing but a farce    trying to make a silk purse    out of a sow's arse    Saying 'Why don't you watch me'    Hardly speaking sotto voce       I've got a notion    I've got an angle    Take your dreams and promises    And put them through the mangle    They say it's hell to finance too    And I just want to romance you       In this perpetual nightclub    I'll be yours eternal    Though the hours are long    And the noise infernal    just one shameful act or sometimes two    we make believe we're making do