you were born with football boots and a sun-tanned complexion
you once thought that on reflection, i've really got it made
you shrugged and smiled and made the usual excuses
you suffered small abuses, and settled for the pay

you want to learn to live like an aristocrat
but your girlfriend's earrings, well they soon put soon put paid to that
the whole world came crashing, down around your ears
you dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandaliers


you cashed in your cards, you want to buy some glamour
you really are enamoured, with that new soap-on-a-rope
a thousand fat comedians came in disguised as clerics
they got you in hysterics, and walked off with your soul
with that cheapskate royalty, you get your flag and wave
and i've seen you on tv grinning at the motorcade
pretty soon they'll hang the traitors, and string them up like drapes
and we'll ride around like Steve McQueen, in The Great Escape

you hung around to long, your mother read your letters
you grinned like a go-getter, come and got and gone
The time the morning slips, blends into the wallpaper
and once you could escape her, but where did you go wrong

and the fathers at the factory that makes money selling guns
that fought the wars, that spent the lives, of all the people's sonspretty soon they'll hang the traitors, and string them up like drapes
and i'll ride around like Steve McQueen, in The Great Escape

you were born with football boots and a sun-tanned complexion
you once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
you once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
you once thought that on reflection, oh yeah, i've really got it made