Walking 'round the streets, one place to another I feel like I lost out on a will No you don't come here Yes you've got to go there as well Wait here a minute, but I've been here three hours My legs are aching 'cos the seats have all gone Hey you over there, there's a cubicle spare So come 'ere
Chorus: Honey, I need money Money to find my way I ain't had a bite since Saturday night And that is now three days
She looked at me like I'm some sort of beggar You know it's hard to keep your temper at times You don't know what to pay 'cos Your being out of work is a crime, yes a crime. We decided after thinking, your career is sinking So we'll offer you a twenty a week Who was it that said, it was the Bible I read Said the ones that inherit are meek
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One minute I'm in Camden, the next I'm in Eusson Then they send me back to Kentish Town I've completed lap two, there's a hole in my shoe And I'm down, yes I'm down It's been such an ordeal, and the way that I feel When I get a letter next day Saying there's something down here, that we need to clear up And if you don't come, you don't get paid
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