Cut loose in a nightmare cast off in my dreams. If home is anywhere that I can hang my hat. Then it's coming apart at the seams. My luck is hanging upside down. I try to hold on tight. But money's rolling out of town. And love slips right out of sight. And these bones they don't look so good to me. Jokers talk and they all disagree. One day soon I will laugh right in the face of the poison moon. You look in the mirror. I'm sorry but it can't be replaced. You're thrown straight out in that cruel parade. Buttoned down and laced. It starts like fascination it ends up like a trance. You've gotta use your imagination on some of that magazine romance. And these bones--they don't look so good to me. Jokers talk and they all disagree. One day soon I will laugh right in the face of the poison moon. One day soon I will laugh right in the face of the poison moon.