Tom: Am
 
Am            F
I have been a washer up  
    Em            C
An' he has been a scrubber up  
    Am           F
An' I seen him a picking up  
G
Dog ends in the rain  
    Am           F
An' he has never read a book  
Em                   C
Though I told him to take a look  
   Am                  E
He lifted his poolhall cue   
               G
For another game
Am
But it ain't no modern miracle  
F
That we found the golden rule  
E
What you can't buy you gotta steal  
G
An' what you say can't steal you better leave  
  
I don't like to hang about  

In this lonely room  

'Cos london is for going out  

And trying to hear a tune  

But people come pouncing up to me  

And say what are you doing here  

You're supposed to be a star  

Not a cheapskate bleeding queer  
  
Like a load of rats from a sinking ship  

You slag us down to save your hip  

But you don't give me the benfit  

Of your doubt  

'Cos I'll bite it off and spit it out  
      C         F  C
We're cheapskates anything'll do  
           Am              F
We're cheapskates what are we supposed to do?  
G             A
An' we can rock
F             E
Hey hey let's roll  
C          Am
An' we can walk  
F          G
An' do the stroll  
  
(Middle) 
A  C  F  C  F  C  F  C
Just because we're in a group  
You think we're stinking rich  
'N we all got model girls  
Shedding every stitch  
'N You think the cocaine's flowing  
Like a river up our noses  
'N every sea will part for us  
Like the red one did for Moses  
  
Well I hope you make it one day  
Just like you always said you would some day  
And I'll get out my money and make a bet  
That I'll be seein' you down the launderette