Lyrics

Calling you in L.A I think I've found a new career today I'm a pauper At 6 o'clock I am up I put a used tea cup into my cup And cold water I'm busy doing nothing 'cos there's nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I'll call you I put on my holey blue jeans I toast my bread and warm my No Frills beans In the sunshine I walk around in the park I read a big thick book until it's dark And I feel fine I'm busy doing nothing 'cos there's nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I'll call you Hey, can you spare one hundred and fifty pounds For an expensive album Hey, can you lend me your cigarettes, house and car For a few decades of fun Calling up from below Can you feel my black nails scratch the soles Of your feet I've made some room for you now Cos I know one day you will fall down And join me I'm busy doing nothing 'cos there's nothing else to do And when I finished doing it I'll call you Hey, can you spare one hundred and fifty pounds For an expensive album Hey, can you lend me your cigarettes, house and car For a few decades of fun