You can lend me your ear Or lend me a tenner Im at the end of my tether In debt to my friends forever I robbed rita and peter so I could pay paul We pray for money While other countries are praying for rainfall I possess no other skills Man its only rap Wish I was Biff with the back to the future almanac Its now or never time to die or swim Can see myself going under drowning to the Sounds of violins If you ever feeling sorry for yourself Cus your borrowed ya wealth Dont bother with apologies it doesnt help The country is in debt I think about a trillion Thats a 1000 billions like one million millions Youre doing alright The struggle makes you resilient In fact compared to the government Youre doing brilliant Forget about your stress Youre just an innocent civilian Watching from the pavilion You could be a Sicilian Lending out a quid And charging em a gazillion Killing em and and beat your own people Like Brazilian police Money makes a man act Colder than a reptilian They want your money Written in a book Like King William Chorus I dont really care for this illusion Im a man of freedom In the midst of this confusion They put me in the system I got to keep it moving til the next time I get paid Money got the whole world Going insane And they money that doesnt make you happy Youre running round town trying to find money for nappies Just a couple of quid will come in handy To make you feel better Instead of hungry and angry Thoughts of stealing Revealing your true self A couple of new bags Some shoes and few belts Shame you got caught Stealing from the boots shelf Time for a honest living Honestly the truth helps Now youre sprinting Twisted your ankle Now youre limping You might as well stop Youre not the shoplifter kingpin Cant be Jay Z with no job and big pimpin Like trying to write a cheque with a pen with no ink in Need to go back to college and start thinking For the ships starts sinking Shit starts stinking Day time drinking 10 bag linking Living large but everyday Your wallet is still shrinking Chorus Funny how a small piece of paper Can make or break ya Fly ya to a place of freedom Buy you an acre Every method of getting it Has been tried and tested From slavery to interest On a house investment Chasing cheese like a mouse Got us tired Worrying about the future And how were gonna retire For the ps were really losing our life And we get it, we worry if were using it right A new bike for the kids or case of booze for the night Drown your sorrows but dont see the future is bright Whether youre a big spender or a scrooge and your tight The best things are free nature is a beautiful sight Im not counting my chickens Trying to prove that Im right But Ill probably go platinum On the day of a nuclear strike Damn Can you borrow me 50p?
quid, money, lend, stealing, future