Humble Pie - Theme from Skint (See You Later Liquidator) lyrics

Well, I ain't got much bread but it's alright
I got the sun in the morning
Got the moon at night
Said, I ain't got much bugs in my bin, Sam
Have another mother's ruin makes
You feel alright
Ah, who is it for? We shall overdraw

Well, I don't talk like them
But I don't care much
I got a rich man's trumpet, poor man's crutch
Maybe I like to live on
Diner's Club and Dow-Jones
But, it's all one big community chest
And chance will break my bones who so ever
What so ever it's for? We shall overdraw

Oh, there's notice on the door
We shall overdraw

Well, I have to think of
Contracts in the morning
Could I scratch their backs? Should
They kiss my ring?
Will they will they jump me without warning?
Making noises like a banker seems
The only way to sin?
Go out to your neighbourhood greenback store
We shall overdraw

Overdraw

Oh Mr banker
Won't you send some bread to me?
You know I've just been busted
And I need some security oh Mr banker
Won't you write this song for us?
In ture taste you've relented
There's no grizzle in my lush

Well Mr ridley's bought a Bentley
Mr oldham sold his Rolls
Mrs winston's fixing guineas
Mr carter's digging holes
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