Suit on my back, scarf's too warm, You bought it for me — I don't recall. A key or the silence, they both cut the same, I've got nothing left, but I'm asking again. What can you give me? Maybe nothing.. What can I give you? Probably the same. We keep on asking, Knowing it won't change. Oi, where's my bloody change? Plans all gone, the wallet is dry, Scribbles and daisies on your car in July. A moment with you won't weigh me down, But the rock on my head still hangs around. What can you give me? Maybe nothing What can I give you? Probably the same We keep on asking, Knowing it won't change. Oi, look! You found the bloody change! Sorry, I've got nothing, I hope you give me the same. Yeah, give me the same... What can you give me? (Maybe nothing.) What can I give you? (Maybe the same.) We keep on asking... Knowing it won't change. You found me... and you gave me the same. The same...
