You were born football boots and a sun tan complexion You once thought that on reflection, really got it made You shrugged and smiled and the usual excuses You suffered abuses, and settled for their pay You to learn to live like earnerest the crat (an aristocrat) You bought your girlfriends earrings well that put paid to that and if the whole came crashing, down around your ears You dream of stuck old wallpaper and crystal chandeliers
You cashed in your cards now you want to buy glamour You are enamoured, with that new soap on a rope A thousand fat comedians came in disguised as They got you in histerics, and walked off with your and with cheap, skate, royalty, you get your flag and wave Well I saw you on TV grinning at the Pretty soon we'll the traitors, string them up like drapes So we can around like Steve McQueen in the great escape
You hung to long, your mother read your letters You like a go-getter, come and got and gone The time the morning slips, into your wallpaper and you could escape her, but where did you go wrong and your fathers at the factory that makes money seeling To fight the wars that spends the of all the peoples sons Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, and we'll them up like drapes So we can ride around like Steve McQueen in the escape
You were with football boots and a sun tan complexion You once thought that on reflection, really got it made You once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it