Where's the Money?

See him sitting with his carburetor blues
 Reading newspapers that don't report the news
 Goes to work
 His boss' a jerk, yeah you know
 On his walk he smoke three cigarettes, in a row
 By the time he arrives at the office he's got nowhere else to go
 No matter what I say or do I'll always be in love with you
 Reading silently in bed beside his wife
 Wonders why they haven't talked in half their lives
 But he knows
 That she'll say:
 "You never even loved me, anyway"
 He's so tired that by the evening he's got nothing left to say
 Except
 Where's the money?
 Where's the mon--I can't find it anywhere, perhaps it's gone?
 Where's the money?
 Where's the mon--I can't find it anywhere, perhaps it's gone?
 And he gathers up some stones as he looks up at the sun
 In the early misty morning in the cemetery, oh
 He thinks " My wife and I would feel so fine if we could only see our son"
 No matter what I say or do I'll always be in love with you
 Where's the money?
 Where's the mon--I can't find it anywhere, perhaps it's gone?
 Where's the money?
 Where's the mon--I can't find it anywhere, perhaps it's gone?
 Where's my family?
 Where's my son?
 I don't see him anywhere, perhaps he's gone?
 Where's my honey?
 Where's my love?
 I can't find her anywhere, perhaps she gone?
 But no matter what I say or do I'll always be in love with you
 No matter how we pass the time, it always seems to feel so fine
 If could never be with you, I don't know what I'd ever do
 Even if we're far apart, you'll always stay here in my heart
 Ahhh...