No money, no future,
that's what you were thinking
When I caught you in the closet,
what a fine place to be sinking
Afraid to step outside
into the streets of disease
Frozen like so many others,
caught in the same squeeze
Oh, but I've had this feeling
so many times before
It seems like every
day's a losing battle,
a never -ending war
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
that's what you were singing
When the faucets all went dry
and the telephone stopped ringing
From six years to the day
of your folks final command
They made obsolete
all the adventures we had planned
Oh, but I've had this feeling
so many times before
It seems like every
day's a new day
battling a never -ending war
But yeah, girl,
we've got a good thing going
Let's not worry so much
that we destroy it
There'll be peace on a
perfect world someday
But we won't be here to
enjoy it
No money, no future,
that's exactly what you said
As I tried to drag you out
from underneath the bed
All those Japanese calendars
claiming in the oil drum outback
We're not quite enough
to ward off
tomorrow's surprise attack
Oh, but I've had this feeling
so many times before
It seems like every day's
a music battle
and a never -ending war
Yeah, but I've had this feeling
so many times before
It seems like every
day's a losing battle
in a never -ending war