jingle jangle pocketful of metal johnnys in the basement hooking up the kettle thinking to himself i guess i gotta settle for less hes a mess jenny jenny a plastic bag of pennies roll em in brown paper turn em into twenty walking to the bank shes knocking is there anybody here have i made myself clear im broke i know im broke but im not broken charlene charlene everybodys darling high on something heavy shes flying like a starling coming down the stairs shes tripping through a chemistry class lifes a blast billys down from sydney and damn hes looking handsome stumbling down portland holding it for ransom if you got a loonie hell tell you the dirtiest joke hey man can i bum a smoke im broke i know im broke but im not broken you never see the wound you only see the scar were we landing on the moon or standing at the bar its four in the morning i dont know where i am or who you are last chance landlord renting out a closet picking up the weekly making the deposit walking from the bank while were headed for the national exchange this world is strange im broke i know im broke but im not broken