Humble Pie - Theme From Skint (See You Later Liquidator) Lyrics
Well, I ain't got much bread but it's alrightI got the sun in the morning, got the moon at nightSaid, I ain't got much bugs in my bin, SamHave another mother's ruin makes you feel alrightAh, who is it for, we shall overdrawWell, I don't talk like them but I don't care muchI got a rich man's trumpet, poor man's crutchMaybe I like to live on Diner's Club and Dow-JonesBut it's all one big community chest, and chance will break my bonesWho so ever, what so ever it's for, we shall overdrawOh, there's notice on the door, we shall overdrawWell, I have to think of contracts in the morningCould I scratch their backs, should they kiss my ringWill they, will they jump me without warningMaking noises like a banker seems the only way to sinGo out to your neighborhood greenback storeWe shall overdrawOverdrawOh, Mr. Banker, won't you send some bread to meYou know I've just been busted and I need some securityOh, Mr. Banker, won't you write this song for usIn ture taste you've relented, there's no grizzle in my lushWell, Mr. Ridley's bought a Bentley, Mr. Oldham sold his RollsMrs. Winston's fixing guineas, Mr. Carter's digging holesWe'd like to thank you people for listening to our songWe hope you get to hear the rest of the lyricBefore they drop a bomb
