Lyrics:

give me all your paper ma

gimme all your jazz

give me something that i need

something i can have

mrs. london's coming round

she's coming with her son

gimme all your paper ah

so i can get a gun

she has got it in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

she's so mean

give me all your paper ma

so i can buy a train

they just wanna suck you in

to being one of them

tell her that i'm not in here

tell her i'm a freak

tell her that i fall about

every time i speak

she has got in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

i just scream

give me all your paper ma

so i can buy a train

i don't know how i got in here

it's making me insane

have another cigarette

and have another cigarette

in a room where lovers go

talking on the telephone

they have go it in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

they all dream