Now the party's over
and everyone has left but you
and your never ceasing ever flowing
questions which have made you famous
You are asking me
if I'm about to be a star
if I'm in love at all
don't I drink too much
and what I think about sex
But I feel that no matter how hard I try to explain
everybody will hear something different tomorrow
I know too well what you'll make
of the things I've told you now
it's no fun at all
where are your friends have they all gone
Well I try to tell
the story of the man who's had his wallet stolen
and honestly believes that his money will be spent in
the fight against vivisection
And now you seem a bit
confused because you don't know why
I've come up with his tale
Is there a hidden meaning far beyond you
And it's sad, oh so sad, to observe how you pretend
you always know what I mean when I'm speaking nonsense
I know too well what you'll make
of the things I've told you now
it's no fun at all
where are your friends have they all gone
I know too well what you'll make
of the things I've told you now
it's no fun at all
where are your friends have they all gone