The money's gone, I don't have a cent
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure
Tossed out of the golden playpen

We go making friends till we're satisfied

Nite club, ice cubes crackin'
Tossed out of the golden playpen

I'm drunk, can't see my glass

Tossed out of the golden playpen
Sex talks, eats you alive
And beating the drum of pain and pleasure, yeah
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure
Tossed out of the golden playpen
You see the street ahead

Not worried, chair dancing man
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure
Just keep walking down it, look straight ahead