And there'll soon be starving people everywhere we look around
I don't understand the economy so I'll sing another tune
But let's just try to make sure, everybody's got some food
Well, the price of a house is rising, the mortgage rates are fucked
It looks like first time buyers are running out of luck
Your bank accounts are in the red and Cameron's in the blue
If Northern Rock collapses what the fuck is he going to do?
My old man said remember the Waltons
They were poor, but they were happy
You've got food on your back
You've got clothes in your mouth
You should be fucking happy
Someone's always got more than you
Someone's always got less
Don't worry about it
Be true to yourself
And try your fucking best
Well, the price of petrol's rising and the barrel's running dry
The motorways are gridlocked and still you want to drive
We keep on blaming Exxon, we keep on blaming Shell
We keep on blaming leaders, but we never blame ourselves
My old man said remember the Waltons
They were poor, but they were happy
You've got food on your back
You've got clothes in your mouth
You should be fucking happy
Someone's always got more than you
Someone's always got less
Don't worry about it
Be true to yourself
And try your fucking best
Well, the price of life is precious and you only get one chance
So let the chips fall where they lie and try to have a laugh
Don't take yourself so seriously, if you wanted to change the world
Start treating everybody, how you'd like to be treated yourself
Well, the price of rice is rising from a penny to a pound And there'll soon be starving people everywhere we look around I don't understand the economy so I'll sing another tune But let's just try to make sure, everybody's got some food Well, the price of a house is rising, the mortgage rates are fucked It looks like first time buyers are running out of luck Your bank accounts are in the red and Cameron's in the blue If Northern Rock collapses what the fuck is he going to do? My old man said remember the Waltons They were poor, but they were happy You've got food on your back You've got clothes in your mouth You should be fucking happy Someone's always got more than you Someone's always got less Don't worry about it Be true to yourself And try your fucking best Well, the price of petrol's rising and the barrel's running dry The motorways are gridlocked and still you want to drive We keep on blaming Exxon, we keep on blaming Shell We keep on blaming leaders, but we never blame ourselves My old man said remember the Waltons They were poor, but they were happy You've got food on your back You've got clothes in your mouth You should be fucking happy Someone's always got more than you Someone's always got less Don't worry about it Be true to yourself And try your fucking best Well, the price of life is precious and you only get one chance So let the chips fall where they lie and try to have a laugh Don't take yourself so seriously, if you wanted to change the world Start treating everybody, how you'd like to be treated yourself Explain Request ×
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