What have I done? What can I do? Lay back in a crimson blur Conversations, me and her Nothing said, no-one heard a word A line of vultures wrecked in zig-zag Ransacked stooge holding the bag No time to think, I got to burn and drag What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? Got nothing to lose Dialled up and sliding south Intravenous, nil by mouth My way in is your way out No win, no prize The commissar rejects his demise Inside the insider so full of lies What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? Oh, tell me now What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? What's in it for you? I don't want it, I don't need To be anyone other than me What you get is what you see What I have done What I can do I've worked it out I've got nothing for you I fight and I'll survive, I am so alive I got it all worked out I got nothing for you