Every day things are getting closer .. excited!When the walls .. come ..tumbling down.. when walls.. come tumbling tumbling ... tumbling tumbling .... down... Money for nothing and beaches are freee.. Nibblin' on sponge cake, Watchin' the sun bake; All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp- They're beginnin' to boil. Wasted away again in Margaritaville, Searchin' for my lost