Cheapskates (live at the Lyceum)

I have been a washer up and he has been a scrubber up

And I seen him a picking up dog ends in the rain

And he has never read a book though I told him to take a look

He lifted his pool hall cue for another game

But it ain't no modern miracle

That we found the golden rule

What you can't buy you gotta steal

And what you say can't steal, you better leave

I don't like to hang about in this lonely room

Cause London is for going out and trying to hear a tune

But people come pouncing up to me and say, what are you doing here?

You're supposed to be a star, not a cheapskate bleeding queer

Like a load of rats from a sinking ship

You slag us down to save your hip

But you don't give me the benefit of your doubt

Cause I'll bite it off and spit it out

We're cheapskates, anything'll do

We're cheapskates, what are we supposed to do?

And we can rock, hey hey, let's roll

And we can walk and do the stroll

Just because we're in a group, you think we're stinking rich

And we all got model girls shedding every stitch

And you think the cocaine's flowing like a river up our noses

And every sea will part for us like the red one did for Moses

Well, I hope you make it one day

Just like you always said you would someday

And I'll get out my money and make a bet

That I'll be seeing you down the launderette

We're cheapskates, anything'll do

We're cheapskates, what are we supposed to do?

And we can rock, hey hey, let's roll

And we can walk and do the stroll