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