You'll have no family You'll have no friends You'll wait for letters That no one sends You'll break Your heart You'll break Your head You'll break the promise You made in bed When the wind is howling And the wolf is at Your door When the iceman's coming To even up the score You'll do anything for money Do anything for money You've got to have the money All You see is money Your dress is tired Your hands are thin The baby smiles Your senses swim The cupboard's empty The breast is dry You'd sell Your soul but No one would buy When the wind is howling And the wolf is at Your door When the iceman's coming To even up the score You'll do anything for money Do anything for money You've got to have the money All You see is money