No Money

She'd gotten used to the idle life

Following the sun was her full-time occupation

A lesson to us all

Foot-loose for the education

Oh, but look at her now

Fox-trotting the globe

With her head in the clouds

[Chorus]

I haven't got no money

To keep this affair afloat

And I don't think that it's funny

It looks like sunk my boat

But she'll keep me dangling on and on and on...

Furs and pearls, I'm trapped in your pocket

Where six-foot toys stumble upon it

Your high-class ways

Have seen better days

But to me you'll always be

Uncomplicating, infatuating

[Chorus x2]

Royal Britannia

The Jet-Set dreams on and on

Into another sun-drenched scene where

Kings and queens and jesters preen

You know, you know

I haven't got no money

To keep this affair afloat

And I don't think that it's funny

It looks like sunk my boat

I haven't got no money

To keep this affair afloat

And I don't think that you're funny

It looks like sunk my boat