Eurythmics - Good For Nothing
He Works So Hard With No Holidays But All His Clothes Are Tailor-made His Mother Said Son "you've Got It Made" "well You Had It Made" "yesterday" But Now It's All For Nothing Good For Nothing He Goes To Bed With A Lava Lamp Beds Full Of Books Hair Still Damp His Father Said Son "do Well At Camp" "you'll Be A Champ" "not A Tramp" "not A Good For Nothing" "all Or Nothing" But I Was A Cocky Sod And Johnny Was A Northern Mod And We Ruled The World I Wore A Velvet Cloak It Looked Like A Fucking Joke But It Pulled The Girls I Got A Job On A Market Stall We Sold Roxy Music The One With Jerry Hall My Stepfather Said Son "you've Got It All" "so Just Have A Ball" "until You Fall Into Nothing" "it's Good To Be Nothing" But I Was A Cheeky Git And Johnny Nearly Had A Fit When I Stole His Guitar I Found A New Place To Stay And A Hippy Who Could Teach Me To Play So I Could Be A Big Star Then I Was On The Bbc Johnny Looking That Must Be Fun I Wore A Tartan Suit I Thought I Looked Pretty Cute But Now I Think What A Cunt!
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