Take you to the cinema

and leave you in a Wimpy Bar --

you tell me that we've gone to far --

come running up to me.

Make the scene at Cousin Jack's --

leave him put the bottles back --

mends his glasses that I cracked --

well that one's up to me.

Buy a silver cloud to ride --

pack the tennis club inside --

trouser cuffs hung far too wide --

well it was up to me.

Tyres down on your bicicle --

your nose feels like an icicle --

the yellow fingered smoky girl

is looking up to me.

Well I'm a common working man

with a half of bitter -- bread and jam

and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man --

when the copper fades away.

The rainy season comes to pass --

the day-glo pirate sinks at last --

and if I laughed a bit to fast.

Well it was up to me.