Lyrics of
Road to ruin

How can we make you understand? All you can be is given in your hands.
No, you won't need money,
Em Am *
Strewn across the sand, you won't need money.
Well all the bent back peddlers the jugglers and fools.
They drive me crazy, I'm climbing the walls,
So show me the way, the way to my stool.
Cos I'm so sick, so sick of it all. When the penny drops.
Em Am *
Just yet, They're strewn across the sand. You won't need,
You won't need money, no, no.
Well all the bent back peddlers, the jugglers and fools.
They drive me crazy, It's no good at all. So show me the way,
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When the penny drops.