Can't Buy a Thrill

This prayer is for wisdom This one here's for grace In peter's land of never never Exploding stars and space Candy's gone into hiding Sandy's out on bail Out in the open market now Everything's for sale If the girls and drugs don't get you The liquor surely will This one's for jody Can't buy a thrill If this old world don't beat you I swear on my last pill Con't get around much Can't buy a thrill It's cold in english winter It's cold in english sun Curled up tight in my room With old steely gun Photos and paper cuttings Adorn the walls and floor The telephones rings endlessly No one answers anymore If the girls and drugs don't get you The liquor surely will This one's for jody Can't buy a thrill If this old world don't beat you I swear on my last pill Con't get around much Can't buy a thrill No one coming by much No one coming here Only the wild eyed stranger Trading on my fear Out across the distance Beating on my door I hear mamas footsteps now Bolting up the door