how can we make you understand all you can be is given in your hand you won t need money trust in me take me by the hand oh give us a chip dreams are strewn across the sand you won t need money and all the pimps punks pederasts jugglers and fools they drive me crazy are climbing the walls show me the way the way to the store cause i m so sick so sick of it all but when the penny drops trust in me take me by the hand don t cash in your chips strewn across the sand you won t need money and all the pimps punks pederasts jugglers and fools they drive me crazy are climbing the walls so show me the way the way to the store cause i m so sick so sick of it all but when the penny drops