[Verse 1]
Half past five and the sun starts to creep
Peek out the curtains and fall back to sleep
Plan to attack the night, gotta get my rest
All days are lost, this is a care to test
I see your pictures they post
Wandering thoughts, I fear I'm missing out
All this free time's not free, honey
So I must ask
[Chorus]
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
[Verse 2]
I tapped her on the shoulder, I told her I'm asleep
She said, "You're ridiculous, have another drink"
Her friends she's with, they're just friends
You ask her to dance, full glasses in their hands
I said, "I work in the morning"
They all giggle, "Oh, we're artists, we don't sleep"
It's all a façade
Typewriter sellout
[Chorus]
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
[Post-Chorus]
Guitar
My turn
[Verse 3]
She sunk into the sand, I told her not to wear
High heels on the beach, but she don't really care
I knew this would be the last time I would see
Her hand holding mine, and we'll never be
[Outro]
All out of money
Where do you get your money?
Measure your self-worth
Where do you get your money?
Do you know?
Where do you get your money?
How do you feel about
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?
Where do you get your money?