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 gla**es 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 pa** --
The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
And if I laughed a bit to fast
Well it was up to me