See those people there? They look after me   This is a photograph of who I might be   Man in a uniform, bride on his arm   Mum always was a fool for money and charm      He's been talkin' in his sleep again   Sayin' he's sorry, callin' my name   Sayin' how he's so ashamed   Alone again in the lap of luxury   Alone again in the lap of luxury      Since it happened I had nothin' to say   It used to bother them but now it's okay   Mother cleans his dreadful house every day   Scrubbing at the stains that won't go away      They sent me away to the school in the park   They said it would be good for me   I still hear the other kids cry in the dark   Alone again in the lap of luxury   Alone again in the lap of luxury   Is there no escape from the lap of luxury?      I don't remember the last time I cried   I don't remember much except lies   See the little girl spirallin' down   This is a photograph of who she is now