I have been a washer up

An he has been a scrubber up

An I seen him a picking up

Dog ends in the rain

An he has never read a book

Though I told him to take a look

He lifted his poolhall cue

For another game

But it aint no modern miracle

That we found the golden rule

What you cant buy you gotta steal

An what you say cant steal you better leave



I dont like to hang about

In this lonely room

cos london is for going out

And trying to hear a tune

But people come pouncing up to me

And say what are you doing here

Youre supposed to be a star

Not a cheapskate bleeding queer



Like a load of rats from a sinking ship

You slag us down to save your hip

But you dont give me the benfit

Of your doubt

cos Ill bite it off and spit it out



Were cheapskates anythingll do

Were cheapskates what are we supposed to do?

An we can rock

Hey hey lets roll

An we can walk

An do the stroll



Just because were in a group

You think were stinking rich

n we all got model girls

Shedding every stitch

n you think the cocaines flowing

Like a river up our noses

n every sea will part for us

Like the red one did for moses



Well I hope you make it one day

Just like you always said you would some day

And Ill get out my money and make a bet

That Ill be seein you down the launderette