Graham Parker - Nation of Shopkeepers lyrics

I come from a nation of shopkeepers Window cleaners, turf accountants and book keepers I run through the station where the road sweepers Clean the debris, sweep the tickets near the rail sleepers And as usual I'm running late But it can wait It's not important anyhow As usual it's not that great Just seeing a mate In a pub across town I come from a nation of shopkeepers Car mechanics, plumbers mates and inn keepers I run down the tow path past the lock keepers In my pinstripe, my dickie bow and my brothel creepers And you can laugh at my hair The clothes I wear No they're not all the rage But I'm not the global type Don't wanna act Upon the world stage I come from a nation of shopkeepers Washer women, hod carriers and wicket keepers I run through the morning past the road sweepers With my flat cap, my plus 4's to my Mini Cooper And you can't expect me to put up a fight No, I'm just sitting still My eyes are all over you but my hand remains in the till