Buzzcocks - Credit lyrics

Paradise is a platinum card Behind the wheel of your car With your new pair of trainers Designer clothes Go on, I'll have seven of those And go to ski where it snows Its bounty sustains us Credit In love with the never never Wish I could get something I really need Videophones With all the latest ringtones You buy-to-let your new home Don't care what you're spending Then just like that Reminders under the mat Of your flat full of tat The pile of debts never ending Credit In love with the never never Wish I could get something I really need