Here they come, Slumming their way outta the jacuzzi, We'll, I've lived in a slum, sugar plum, Hit and run And it did not amuse me There they go, Moving around on the radio, We'll I've been on that show, Reap and sow, feed and grow And it did not amuse me
Beauty stab, When the good things in life Have all grown bad, The cats out the bag Smash and grab, burn the flag And didnt it fool me throw it out, It's not worth the paper it's written on No ifs and buts, Spending cuts, cheaper smut, They say they could use me
All through summer, Theres no glamour in the slammer, No glamour in the slammer, Until you make a run All through summer, the splendours Pretty slender The splendours pretty slender Until you make a run
Here they come, Slumming their way out of the jacuzzi, We'll I've lived in a slum, sugar plum, Hit and run and it did not amuse me There they go, Grooving around on the radio We'll I've been on that show, reap and sow Feed and grow, and it didn't amuse me