VISA Gold to Major Tom.
VISA Gold to Major Tom.
Pick up telephone and put our debt-rep on.

VISA Gold to Major Tom.
Commencing shutdown, credit's gone.
Repossessing assets and no God will be with you.

This is VISA Gold to Major Tom.
Your debts have gone unpaid.
Why you spend so much on fancy shirts you wear?
We will take them back and now you will be bare!

This is Major Tom to VISA Gold.
You just don't understand
why I'm spending in a most peculiar way.
And my cash looks very different today.

For here am I sitting in a tin can.
Or a cardboard box.
All this dough I blew
and there's nothing I can do.

Since I'm past one hundred thousand bucks
I'm feeling very still.
And I think your tow-truck knows which way to go.
It's my wife, she's spending very much, she knows.

VISA Gold to Major Tom:
Your credit's dead, there's something wrong.
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here is bank floating me a new loan
far above my worth.
Debit card is blue
and there's nothing I can do...