(strummer/jones)

I have been a washer up
An he has been a scrubber up
An I seen him a picking up
Dog ends in the rain
An he has never read a book
Though I told him to take a look
He lifted his poolhall cue
For another game
But it aint no modern miracle
That we found the golden rule
What you cant buy you gotta steal
An what you say cant steal you better leave

I dont like to hang about
In this lonely room
cos london is for going out
And trying to hear a tune
But people come pouncing up to me
And say what are you doing here
Youre supposed to be a star
Not a cheapskate bleeding queer

Like a load of rats from a sinking ship
You slag us down to save your hip
But you dont give me the benfit
Of your doubt
cos Ill bite it off and spit it out

Were cheapskates anythingll do
Were cheapskates what are we supposed to do?
An we can rock
Hey hey lets roll
An we can walk
An do the stroll

Just because were in a group
You think were stinking rich
n we all got model girls
Shedding every stitch
n you think the cocaines flowing
Like a river up our noses
n every sea will part for us
Like the red one did for moses

Well I hope you make it one day
Just like you always said you would some day
And Ill get out my money and make a bet
That Ill be seein you down the launderette

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