If you've got the money
I think it would be funny-oh-oh-oh
To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me!
'Cause then she might be 'appy
No longer lonely-oh-oh-oh
And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free.
Spend late nights trying to pick up love
Off the floor where the other brothers leave it be
Though its stuck down hard like chewing gum
Well I'll gurn on the floor singing R.I.P.
'cause the song birds don't do singing on pavements
No sweet melody the sound of spit
And we spat orbit, spoke of lost hopes
So toot what you toke man choke on it
We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven by three we are thinking of the loves
we lost
By four we be high, thinking of the girl lost second
Check the odds was it worth the cost?
Do you give a toss?
Who are you, looking away?
Wondering why you can't eat, why you never sleep
Why you drunk all the time?
Why you could in the heat?
'cause you what you sow man is what you reap
If you've got the money
I think it would be funny-oh-oh-oh
To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me!
'Cause then she might be 'appy
No longer lonely-oh-oh-oh
And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free.
Well you were always meant to walk out that job
You keep stopping
Should tell your girl more often
That loving
Is all about doors unlocking
Now you're certain enough near a man free
With a buddy holly hiccup on a karaoke
We tweedle on the needle
Man you're just all thread
And my great grandaddy fought in galipoli
He's only of his friends not shot down dead
And lovers all talk in spits and tongues
Fight in the the playground
Bully each other
Double dare kids a pollute their lungs
And threaten with the rep of their, big boy brother
Some of us say give it up and run away
And mumma still wants you home for supper
Work all day for little to no pay
Dance uptown right down to the gutters
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