[Part 1: Main Theme]
[Verse]
Stick a pony in me pocket
I'll fetch the suitcase from the van
'Cause if you want the best ones
But you don't ask questions
Then brother, I'm your man

[Chorus]
'Cause where it all comes from is a mystery
It's like the changing of the seasons
And the tides of the sea
But here's the one that's driving me berserk:
Why do only fools and horses work?

[Outro]
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la…

[Part 2: Closing Theme]
[Verse]
We've got some
Half price cracked ice
And miles and miles of carpet tiles
TVs, eep freeze
And David Bowie LPs
Ball games, gold chains, what's-names
And at a push
Some Trevor Francis track suits
From a mush in Shepherds Bush
Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush, Bush
[Chorus]
No income tax, no VAT
No money back, and no guarantee
Black or white, rich or poor
We'll cut prices at a straw

God bless Hooky Street
Viva Hooky Street
Long live Hooky Street
C'est magnifique, Hooky Street
Magnifique, Hooky Street