I'm told the eventual down falls   are just a bill from the restaurant   You told me I could order the moon, babe,   Just as long as I shoot what I want   What the last ten minutes have taught me   Bet the hand that your money is on   Where the hell have the 70s brought me   You trade me away...long gone   For the love of God you said,   Not a letter from an occupant...      Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo   Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo      The time that your enemy gives you   Good times are not the ones you want   I cried five rivers on the way here   Which one will you skate way on   The tune you'll be humming forever   All the the words are replaced and wrong   With a shower of yeahs and whatevers   You trade me away...long gone   For the love of God you said   Not a letter from an occupant...      Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo   Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo      Where've all the sensations gone   Where've all the sensations gone   Where've all the sensations gone   Where've all the sensations gone   (for the love for the love for the love for...repeat to fade)      For the love of God you said   not a letter from an occupant   For the love of God you said   not a letter from an occupant   For the love of God you said   not a letter from an occupant (ohh)      The song, the song, the song that's shaking me   The song, the song, the song that's shaking me   The song, the song, the song that's shaking me   The song, the song, the song that's shaking me (oh yeah)      For the love of God you said   not a letter from an occupant...   For the love of God you said   not a letter from an occupant...      Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo   Ooo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo oo o ooo oo oo oo oo (ohh!)