Take you to the cinema
and leave you in a Wimpy Bar --
you tell me that we ve gone to far --
come running up to me.
Make the scene at Cousin Jack s --
leave him put the bottles back --
mends his glasses that I cracked --
well that s one up to me.
Buy a silver cloud to ride -
pack the tennis club inside -
trouser cuffs hung far too wide -
well it was up to me.
Tyres down on your bicicle -
your nose feels like an icicle -
the yellow fingered smoky girl
is looking up to me.
Well I m a common working man
with a half of bitter -- bread and jam
and if it pleases me I ll put one on you pan --
when the copper fades away.
The rainy season comes to pass -
the day-glo pirate sinks at last -
and if I laughed a bit to fast.
Well it was up to me
