I was young
And we had dough
My clothes just so
But Daddy blew it
He got caught
His hand, you know?
Fired so fast, Mommy fainted
Poor at last! Plus we’re tainted
Poor Daddy
That fatso
Then he flew out the window
Dirtied the ground below
I kissed the cat
My daddy’s dead!
I’m feeling fat
My mommy’s thinner
She said, "Daddy was a winner
But we all fall down, down, down"
College days
My best of friends
Had married men
With brains and money
Brains and bonds
And stocks and brawn
Then the crash, there I said it
No more cash, no more credit
On Wall Street
These men stood
Then they flew out the window
Right on their neighborhood
My friends were poor
I dressed in brown
They wanted more
I dressed in yellow
Each had wed a splendid fellow
But we all fall down
I was young
And he was rich
He made his pitch
And we got married
He read books
And I wore furs
First there's smoke; doom is brewing
Then we’re broke. What’s he doing?
He’s reading
Jane Austin
Then flew
Then he
Then he flew
Dammit he used the doorway
Left me for someone new
We lost our car
The courts could sue
My heart was bleeding
Still the bastard he just kept on reading!
My daddy;
Friends' husbands
They at least used the window
Credit where credit’s due
I wish mine died
Then I’d wear black!
I’d eat my pride
And say I shoved him!
Holy Christ, I think I loved him
But we all fall down
Fall down
All fall down
