Theme From Skint (see You Later Liquidator) Lyrics

Theme From Skint (see You Later Liquidator) lyrics

Well, I ain't got much bread but it's alright

I got the sun in the
morning, got the moon at night

Said, I ain't got much bugs in my bin,
Sam

Have another mother's ruin makes you feel alright

Ah, who is it
for, we shall overdraw



Well, I don't talk like them but I don't
care much

I got a rich man's trumpet, poor man's crutch

Maybe I
like to live on Diner's Club and Dow-Jones

But it's all one big community
chest, and chance will break my bones

Who so ever, what so ever it's for,
we shall overdraw



Oh, there's notice on the door, we shall
overdraw



Well, I have to think of contracts in the morning

Could I scratch their backs, should they kiss my ring

Will they, will
they jump me without warning

Making noises like a banker seems the only
way to sin

Go out to your neighborhood greenback store

We shall
overdraw

Overdraw



Oh, Mr. Banker, won't you send some bread
to me

You know I've just been busted and I need some security

Oh,
Mr. Banker, won't you write this song for us

In ture taste you've
relented, there's no grizzle in my lush

Well, Mr. Ridley's bought a
Bentley, Mr. Oldham sold his Rolls

Mrs. Winston's fixing guineas, Mr.
Carter's digging holes

We'd like to thank you people for listening to our
song

We hope you get to hear the rest of the lyric

Before they drop
a bomb