Intro:
Verse:
At the gate you will wait
And hesitate and you will lose
I ve got my life to live
You must take what you make
From the fake without a name
I ve nothing more to give.
Chorus:
But if pleasure means money, then take it all
I ll make sure I m out the next time you call
I know that something always turns up in the end
I ve been my own worst friend.
Interlude:
(and so on)
I was blind, you were kind
Now I find that I was shy
Nothing to do but leave
I understand, it was planned
Like the sand I m high and dry
I ve no more dreams to weave.
But if pleasure means money, then take it all
I ll make sure I m out the next time you call
I know that something always turns up in the end
I ve been my own worst friend.
Like a fool, I was cool
As a rule it works out fine
This time it worked out wrong
Now you ve turned, I have learned
And I ve earned that which is mine
Why not take me along.
But if pleasure means money, then take it all
I ll make sure I m out the next time you call
I know that something always turns up in the end
I ve been my own worst friend.