It cursed us all on our way home
  We passed the sights like passing stones
  And I will never go back there again
  The tourists and the army men
  The prostitutes this evening
  Will start to sink under my skin
  The dust and sand is what they sell
  The flashing lights and ringing bells
  A wish as far as I can tell
  Inside this dried up wishing well
  He is the shrieks I am the fear
  That yelling man rings in my ears
  Out of his mind he's my conscience
  Hour after hour pill after pill
  He is my bellyache I've taken so much medicine to kill
  I know there's something wrong
  'Cause this night just drags on and on
  The clock still says it won't be long
  'Til all your hard earned money's gone
  The dust and sand is what they sell
  The flashing lights and ringing bells
  A wish as far as I can tell
  Inside this dried up wishing well
  And I will never go back there again
  The tourists and the army men
  The prostitutes this evening
  Will start to sink under my skin
  The dust and sand is what they sell
  The flashing lights and ringing bells
  A wish as far as I can tell
  Inside this dried up wishing well