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Well I have lost everything that I own
No, I haven't got a penny to my name
I have scraped and I have saved
And I have stole from the depraved
And there ain't no money to be saved
And I have worked every god-given hour
To keep this roof above my head
Yet I still find at the end of the day
That it's just not enough to get fed
And I've scraped every barrel
And I've drank every dreg
Yet I still find at the end of the day
There is still no woman in my bed
And there used to be a day
When I'd bring home my pay
And my daddy, he would be so proud
And he'd say "Well done, son
You deserve what you have won
Just make sure you don't *** it all away"
And then I went and pissed it all away
And then I hung my head in shame
And then I went back, the very next day
And I done it all over again
And he'd say "Oh, my son
Look what you've become
You're a singer in a one-horse band
Oh, I had such high hopes
That you'd be one of those blokes
With a pick and a shovel in your hand"
So I used to work the stage
Just to earn a little wage
To keep the wolf from at my door
But kicking *** up a hill
Just don't give me the same thrills
And I don't want to do it anymore
And you just stood there, laughing
Saying I ain't got what it takes
Well I only know one bloody speed
And there ain't no *** brakes
And he'd say "Oh, my son
Look what you've become
You're a singer in a one-horse band
Oh, I had such high hopes
That you'd be one of those blokes
With a pick and a shovel in your hand"
So *** all of you
You don't know what I can do
You've only come to watch me drown
Will I sink or will I swim?
Will I endeavour to win?
At least I'm not working like a clown
And he'd say "Oh, my son
Look what you've become
You're a singer in a one-horse band
Oh, I had such high hopes
That you'd be one of those blokes
With a pick and a shovel in your hand"
And he'd say "Oh, my son
Look what you've become
You're a singer in a one-horse band
Oh, I had such high hopes
That you'd be one of those blokes
With a pick and a guitar in your hand"