Bigger head, you got no bread in our house
Now look how you have got like this

Now they sleep in seperate bedrooms
Since they missed the jackpot on Family Fortunes
Yeah, oh-oh

How long, how long to go
Do you think that we are funny if we do it alone
How long, how long to go
Do you think that if we carry on we know they will moan
How long, how long to go

Stupid sod, you shout the odds in our town
You buy a box and call it home

You've never been that much of a thinker, oh
You've been a secret lemonade drinker, wanker, oh, oh-oh

Wake up and look at all these things I bring you
Living on the handouts you collect in a cake tin