You've been taken for the fools you areThere's no more money at the bottom of the purseBlack looks at the breakfast tableLife goes on from bad to worseSaving up to take the kids to WhipsnadeWe'll have a whale of a timeGet your ticket on the family cheap-rateFate dictates you - travel by railYou got a cardAs compensation for your scarsNow you can go anywhere, anytimeFate dictates you - stay right thereThere's somebody's bodyOn the railway lineThe little handsThat clawed at your armThey didn't mean toDo you any harmBut they didn't want to listenWhen you tried to explainAll they kept sayingWas "where's the train?"Lose your temper in a fit of angerLose your wife and your children tooAll the lies in the lines of postcardsTrying to cover upWhat you've been going throughIs that the meaning of 'love'?Is that the purpose of marriage?To keep you squabblingTo keep you fightingLocked in gas billsHeating....lighting...You've been taken for the fools you areThere's no more money at the bottom of the purse.No more money at the bottom of the purseNo more money at the bottom of the purse(ad infinitum)

 

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