Milk & Money - The Fratellis

Tell me where you’ve been to point me to the door

I’ve seen you around but I really can’t be sure

And all the hatchet men busy climbing up the wall

Banging on the window, tearing down the hall

And the last chance girl

In a first dance swirl

Leans her head down on the wooden floor

Won’t be dancing anymore

And where do they go when the thrills have gone

And the last song plays down at Babylon?

Five hundred kids shout, «What's the deal?»

It’s a very confusing way to feel

The radio is silent except for wicked bands

Sounding like the last one, always in demand

And now the city is off limits to everyone in blue

Nothing getting in there, no one’s getting through

And it’s no surprise

When the last light dies

And the girl upon the wooden floor

Won’t be dancing anymore

And where do they go when the thrills have gone

And the last song plays down at Babylon?

Five hundred kids shout, «What's the deal?»

It’s a very confusing way to feel