Opening Montage: Tom’s Piano Intro/Once Upon a Town/The Wages of Love

Down through the ages all of the sages
Said don't spend your wages on love
It's graft and collusion about the intrusion
And preceding foreclosures there's overexposure

Down at the crossroads the question is posed
Bridge is washed out and the highway is closed
Gotta have good reason to firmly believe
Love was designed to exploit and deceive

There's an addendum wherever you send 'em
In your chest you will see
Simple addition keeps with tradition
Don't spend your wages on love

Take any burgh any city or town
Just get on main street and drive all the way down
You see love has a graveyard nurtured for those
That fell on their sabers and paid through the nose

Your shovel's a shot glass dig your own hole
Bury what's left of your miserable soul
Down through the ages all of the sages
Said don't spend your wages on love

It's graft and collusion about the intrusion
And preceding foreclosure there is overexposure
Down at the crossroads the question is posed
And the bridge is washed out and the highway is closed