Iwasadoledadstoyboy — текст песни (The Style Council)

There`s better ways of making cash
Than waiting in parks and selling your arse.
But I`m on the move and about to stay,
Always old in a very young way.
I`m a fool to myself when I think now,
I believed in the why but didn`t know how.
And now I don`t fit with no place to go,
Only down in a comical show.

All of the promises and all the dreams,
Couldn`t put humpty back on his feet.
All the queens horses and all the queens guards,
Couldn`t put money back in the yards.

There`s better ways of losing your pride,
Than waiting in queues for a cheque at a time.
But I`ve been taught that it`s me whose the ponce,
And I can only act as I`ve been taught to respond.

But there`s better ways to make ends meet,
Than shuffling through life dead on your feet.
But here we are and there they stay,
With their very small handouts in a very big way.