Tony Talks Tripe

Tony’s loaded, that’s what tony says
I drink champagne all day
We know he’s a farce; he talks out his arse… hey, hey
Tony told me how he made a mint
A life of luxury
We’ve heard it before, a cock n’bull story
And I saw tony yesterday
He says he’s got no mates again
What can he say, what can he do?
If only tony knew
Tony owns a place in the sun he says
That’s how I got my tan
But he’s been spread on his mam’s sunbed man
Tony owed me a fiver a year ago
You’ll get it back says he
We know it ain’t so cause he ain’t got no money