Intro : You never give me your  money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negociations You break down. I never give you my  number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break down.     Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone Nowhere to go. Any jobber, got the sack Monday morning, turning back Yellow lorry slow Nowhere to go. But, oh, that magic feeling Nowhere to go Oh, that magic feeling Nowhere to go, nowhere to go. Ah...     Ah...     Ah...     One sweet dream Pick up the bags And get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas And wipe that tear away. One sweet dream came true    today Came true    today Came true    today Yes, it did !             One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to Heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to Heaven...