I'm breathing, I'm breathing
I don't know what it's all about
I'm feeling here, I'm feeling
I'm feeling everywhere
Now that you're broke who's gonna fix you
Fix you up?
Fix you, fix you up.
You've got a kid, neon fork
You've got a mouth that covers the size of New York
You've got a donkey on a string
But it's not leading you to anything
Now that you're broke who's gonna fix you
Fix you up?
Fix you, fix you up.
Knocking your eye, knocking your eye
Well they sell you the stuff with the money that you never had
Then they want it all back
They make you redundant and blame you for being a slacker
While I find out your back up is taking a call with the strawberry mousse
Now that you're broke who's gonna fix you
Fix you up?
Fix you, fix you up
I've got a mountain made of greed
Beautiful is never gonna be enough for me
I'm breathing air, I'm breathing dust
I'm giving one of the things that I can trust
Now that you're broke who's gonna fix you
Fix you up?
Fix you, fix you up
Fix you, fix you up
Fix you, fix you up.
Why do you fall and the market stays?
Who's gonna fix you, fix you up?