Money is not the problem You have enough of that Now you must close your office Put on your coat and hat Put on your coat and hat Now is the hour of quitting Twilight paints the town Old industrial skyline How does the sun go down? How does the sun go down You can go south in winter Be what you are a goose You can live near the ocean Your clothes can fit you loose Even as you are leaning Into that glass of wine You and beloved business Have come to the end of a line Come to the end of a line