Don't look back
Don't look back
It's a rip-off
Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby
Blow him a kiss and you're mad
Flick of the wrist- he'll eat you're heart out
A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head

He's taken an arm and taken a leg
All this time honey
Baby you've been had.

Intoxicate your brain with what I'm saying
If not you'll lie in knee-deep trouble
Prostitute yourself he says
Castrate your human pride
Sacrifice your leisure days
Let me squeeze you till you've dried

Don't look back
Don't look back
It's a rip-off

Work my fingers to the bones
I scream with pain
I still make no impression

Sedice you with his money-make machine
Cross-collateralize, (big-time money, money)
Reduce you to a muzak-fake machine
Then the last goodbye
It's a rip off

Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby
Blow him a kiss and you're mad
Flick of the wrist- he'll eat you're heart out
A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head
He's taken an arm and taken a leg
All this time honey
Baby you've been had.