Song ID: 69
Lyrics:
Wears his Sunday best, lights another cigarette. Its been a long short week in front of the TV.
He counts his pennies and his pounds. Takes a bus ride out, to a bar with some music and a friendly crowd.
(Chorus)
A man of money, but he’s living on the rough side now. From nothing to a millionaire he was given it the wrong way round.
The band’s in full swing, but he’s had his last drink, and it’s a long way back, hails the bus like a black cab.
When he gets on home, he’s feeling hungry and alone, but his fridge is empty and his bed is cold.
(Chorus)
Composer: Rebecca Rosellys
Key:
Instrumentation: NULL
Album: 3
Stage Ready? y
Notes: NULL