Paper bag or plastic, you’re making a choice, oh yeah Pistol or broken glass, you’re making a choice, oh yeah So take your pick, you can’t get it wrong It’s the road we’re on But it’s not the one I want
Put it in the basket, stock up for the hurricane Go to dad and ask him if he cleared the fire escape We can’t afford to get it wrong if it’s raining long Keepin’ the life we want Give us the life we want We want the life we want
Cutting is the fashion, she moved up to hollywood Got a little mansion, bought up all the friends she could But hates the weight, it’s making her old In the world she knows But it’s not the one I want It’s not the life I want It’s not the one I want
