Lyrics:

Wheres your dirt gone honey?
It would be good to have your tongue
And wheres your voice gone sonny?
You've got to step up, come on come
So pick a costume for me honey
Oh let me be your every dream
Ill even be the love you lost
Youll want me so much when Im mean

Wheres your friends gone honey?
It seems they want new company
But I could never put you down, down, down
It would be good to have your tongue
And now our time is running
I watch you watch me fade to grey
So pick a costume for me honey
We still got plenty love to play

Wheres your gun to sonny?
I'm turning mean and you need fun
Well pick a costume for me honey
It would be good to have your tongue
And if you want just shoot me dead
For there is nothing left to come
There is no wonder left to see
Not through the FOG thats hold of me