What a waster, what a fucking waster You pissed it all up the wall Round the corner where they chased her There's tears coming out from everywhere The city's hard The city's fair Get back inside, you've got nothing on No, mind your bleedin' own you two bob cunt
When she wakes up in the morning She writes down all her dreams Reads like the Book of Revelations Or the Beano, or the unabridged Ulysses Oh, I really wanna know So tell me Where does all the money go, where does all the money go Straight, straight up her nose
And I never really liked it any way So much preferred it the other way, yeah
What a divvy, what a fucking div Talking like a moron, walking like a spiv I was laying in bed, paying my rent He was knocking on the door for something that she lent her brother Meanwhile from under the covers she says Save me from tommorow now, save me from tommorow Oh no Oh no, not me