All shout when the music is loud When the music is low they all wanna go All scream when the music is fast When the music is slow they really don't know If my faces are pretty i've got an excuse If i know what i want i've got something to loose Well, the money's good But i'm not amused Uuhwee, the world is growing old All dance when i bang the right drum When i'm on the wrong track i erase what i had From time to time as i move along I take alook back to see what went wrong Well, the future is close and i'm rotten to the core It's gonna be too late when it knocks on my door Well, but the money's good And i'm not amused . uuhwee, the world is growing old Feed me! feed me! feed me! All yawn when i am what i am When i am what they are it's kind of going too far When they open the doors i gotta hesitate If they open their wallets i mustn't wait I could afford a fast car and save my soul Or i could k** the leader and live like a mole But the money's good And i am not amused Feed me! feed me! feed me!