| Lyric | Occupation | Song Title |
| Take a drink from his special cup... | |
| Showing photographs of every head... | |
| One for you, nineteen for me... | |
| And all I have to do is... | |
| Working for peanuts... | |
| ...Performs his tricks without a sound. | |
| With a bag across her shoulder... | |
| Selling poppies from a tray... | |
| ...And I need a job... | |
| The appointment she made meeting a man from the... | |
| ...darning his socks in the night... | |
| ...at 15 clubs a day. | |
| ...wishing to avoid an unpleasant scene. | |
| ...did not agree. | |