"He murdered his nanny because he mistook her for his wife   His wife was pretty mad, I think"      The day is great, I'm feeling fine   I won't be late, be there 'fore nine   All the splender that you see is mine   Done a bunk and left my washing on the line      Well, I'm not a punk   And I'm not a skiver   Well, Lucan didn't need it   And I don't need it either      Congratulate the sun to shine   Anticipate and it's the sign   We're all grapes ripe to be picked from the vine   I left my clothes on the beach and an empty bottle of wine      Well, I'm not a punk   And I'm not a skiver   Well, Lucan didn't need it   And I don't need it either      Slow coach, snail trail down the lane   Traffic jam and again   Lost luggage, junk mail, pouring a rain   Brought me down again      Investigate scene of the crime   On my own estate, said I'll be gone a long time   While they're out looking, I'm drinking tequila and lime   Since I took off in search of that long lost sunny 'clime      Well, I'm not a punk   And I'm not a skiver   Well, Lucan didn't need it   And I don't need it either      Well, I'm not a punk   And I'm not a skiver   Well, Lucan didn't need it   And I don't need it either