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 girlfriends earrings well they soon put paid to that
If the whole world came crashing down around your ears
You dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandeliers
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
And with that cheapskate royalty you get your flag and wave
And I've seen you on TV grinning at the motorcade
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll string them up like drapes
And I'll ride around like Steve McQueen in The Great Escape
You hung around too 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 your father's at the factory that makes money selling guns
That fought the wars that spent the lives of all the people's sons
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll 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
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 girlfriends earrings well they soon put paid to that
If the whole world came crashing down around your ears
You dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandeliers
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
And with that cheapskate royalty you get your flag and wave
And I've seen you on TV grinning at the motorcade
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll string them up like drapes
And I'll ride around like Steve McQueen in The Great Escape
You hung around too 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 your father's at the factory that makes money selling guns
That fought the wars that spent the lives of all the people's sons
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll 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