Leafing through the morning   Dawn's on me this way its not fair   Theres a cold yet distant old man   Patiently waiting   Tapping long nails on his chair      And I feel it back to front   And front to back   Wears me out to dream of living   I feel it back to front   And front to back   It courses through me though I'm leaving      The one got all around me   As a pious multitude in tow   But the spending is not saving   Still while the worry   To choose the one way we can grow      And I feel it back to front   Front to back   Wears me out to dream of living   Well I feel it back to front   And front to back   It courses through me though I'm leaving      Back to front   And front to back   Back to front   And front to back   Back to front   And front to back   I not got long to go on drinking   Drinking drinking