Pauper

Calling you in L.A.
I think I’ve found a new career today
I’m a pauper
At 6 o’clock I am up
I put a used tea cup into my cup
And cold water
I’m busy doing nothing 'cos there’s nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I’ll call you
I put on my holey blue jeans
I toast my bread and warm my No Frills beans
In the sunshine
I walk around in the park
I read a big thick book until it’s dark
And I feel fine
I’m busy doing nothing 'cos there’s nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I’ll call you
Hey, can you spare one hundred and fifty pounds
For an expensive album
Hey, can you lend me your cigarettes, house and car
For a few decades of fun
Calling up from below
Can you feel my black nails scratch the soles
Of your feet
I’ve made some room for you now
Cos I know one day you will fall down
And join me
I’m busy doing nothing 'cos there’s nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I’ll call you
Hey, can you spare one hundred and fifty pounds
For an expensive album
Hey, can you lend me your cigarettes, house and car
For a few decades of fun