Lyrics

You've been screaming again that I don't do enough for success to be assured Hey, I could hire a midget with a sandwich board to pass out my brochure, or a has-been actor with a bullhorn and cape to help get out the word I could save my nickels in a mason jar or polish me up a turd This business is going down Your love depends on the money Now that business is in the ground, guess so are we, honey Well, you nagged me into getting that loan from your daddy, who calls me "that damn ne'er-do-well" Bet he'd love to see his little angel come home, while getting off watching me in hell I've tried free balloons, a mechanical ape and marking everything half off While you're home at your job or watching TV shows, it's quite a thrill here being my own boss This business is going down Your love depends on the money Now that business is in the ground, guess so are we, honey Rich or poor, 'til death comes calling, before God and man avow But since you see me as a dead man walking, guess that don't hold any water now that business is going down Well, I sure do wish we had a couple of kids Now wouldn't that be cool? You'd show Suzy how to run her future old man down I'd teach Bobby how to drop out of school You'd instruct her in the art of gourmet cooking, fine meals from the microwave Like me, my son will be an entrepreneur and retire to an early grave This business is going down What a couple of dummies A cold fish and a circus clown Oh Lord, aren't we funny? This business is going down Your love depends on the money Now that business is in the ground, guess so are we, honey Now that business is in the ground, guess so are we, honey Now that business is in the ground, guess so are we, honey