| Lyric | Song |
| Cannot tell water from champagne, and I have never met the queen. | |
| I am so lazy, don't want to wander... | |
| It's the age of insanity. What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem? | |
| 'Cause he gets up in the morning, and he goes to work at nine... | |
| What are we living for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor. | |
| I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin... | |
| And all the houses in the street have got a name, 'cause all the houses in the street they look the same. | |
| I'm not content to be with you in the daytime... | |
| I'm the last of the good old renegades. All my friends are all middle classed and grey. | |
| I could see them in the moonlight, two silhouettes saying 'Goodnight' by the garden gate. | |
| All the lies of the people running round, their castles have burned. | |
| Back home they put his picture in a frame, but all dead soldiers look the same. | |
| You took my life, but then I knew that very soon you'd leave me. | |
| | Lyric | Song |
| I like my football on a Saturday, roast beef on Sunday's alright. | |
| I won't take all that they hand me down, and make out I smile though I wear a frown. | |
| Everybody got problems buddy, I got mine, 'cause when midnight comes around I start to lose my mind. | |
| I'd left home just a week before and I'd never ever kissed a woman before. | |
| I wore a mustache and I parted my hair, and gave the impression that I did not care... | |
| They can clear the slums as part of their solution, but they're never gonna kill my Cockney pride. | |
| When you were just a baby, those days when you were happy a long time ago. | |
| The taxman's taken all my dough and left me in my stately home. | |
| And your hope and glory has passed you by, can't you see what the world is doin' to ya? | |
| I'll leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by. | |
| Here's hoping all the verses rhyme, and the very best of choruses. | |
| Met a girl called Lola and I took her back to my place. | |
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