This Economy
You gotta believe me John
needing anything from anyone is the last thing I want
but I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where to start
I fell asleep on the train
coming in from work
found myself at your place
the last place I would've looked
amongst the easter island souvenirs and self-help books
I was the state of the art of my ancestry
making fortunes out of nothing using modern alchemy
but now I'm feigning anaesthesia at the company scenes
how's a guy suppose to fall in love in this economy?
my money ain't what she used to be
my money ain't what she used to be
now how's a guy supposed to find love in this economy?
my money ain't who she used to be...
well say it ain't so John, say it isn't true
if my money can't buy happiness a new pair of shoes
then will she ever look at me the way that she used to?
I was the new boy-genius, almost doomed to succeed
now I sit dumb as a computer through the hearings and briefs
while I try to understand just what's been taken from me
since she threw her torch at the city and swam out to sea
my money ain't who she used to be
my money ain't who she used to be
she dropped her robes
threw her torch at the city and swam out to sea
my money ain't who she used to be
but don't you worry about me
don't you worry about me
don't you worry, worry, worry, worry, worry
worry
needing anything from anyone is the last thing I want
but I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where to start
I fell asleep on the train
coming in from work
found myself at your place
the last place I would've looked
amongst the easter island souvenirs and self-help books
I was the state of the art of my ancestry
making fortunes out of nothing using modern alchemy
but now I'm feigning anaesthesia at the company scenes
how's a guy suppose to fall in love in this economy?
my money ain't what she used to be
my money ain't what she used to be
now how's a guy supposed to find love in this economy?
my money ain't who she used to be...
well say it ain't so John, say it isn't true
if my money can't buy happiness a new pair of shoes
then will she ever look at me the way that she used to?
I was the new boy-genius, almost doomed to succeed
now I sit dumb as a computer through the hearings and briefs
while I try to understand just what's been taken from me
since she threw her torch at the city and swam out to sea
my money ain't who she used to be
my money ain't who she used to be
she dropped her robes
threw her torch at the city and swam out to sea
my money ain't who she used to be
but don't you worry about me
don't you worry about me
don't you worry, worry, worry, worry, worry
worry
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Writer(s): Paul Dempsey, Stephanie Ashworth, Clint Hyndman
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