Where’s your dirt gone honey?
It would be good to have your tongue
And where’s your voice gone sonny?
You've got to step up, come on come
So pick a costume for me honey
Oh let me be your every dream
I’ll even be the love you lost
You’ll want me so much when I’m mean
Where’s your friends gone honey?
It seems they want new company
But I could never put you down, down, down
It would be good to have your tongue
And now our time is running
I watch you watch me fade to grey
So pick a costume for me honey
We still got plenty love to play
Where’s your gun to sonny?
I'm turning mean and you need fun
Well pick a costume for me honey
It would be good to have your tongue
And if you want just shoot me dead
For there is nothing left to come
There is no wonder left to see
Not through the FOG that’s hold of me