I've got no car, I've got no bike, but I've got no misery And all those things worth plenty of money, they've all been lost on their doors Stars get so much better on them, when they've been out thinking more Come here, come along, we all want to stand on Come here, come along, cos that's okay by me, by me, by me I said lock it up, cover it up, we all want to stand on Lock it up, cover it up, cos that's okay by me, by me, oh yeah Yeah, this whole thing I've done, I've made it come off the hook Play bridge with my so-called friends Who have I found pleasure, scattered too much anger Show your mother that I can't keep And I'm really gonna have enough of it, it's what the government has done for me I've got no car, I've got no bike, but I've got no misery Lock it up, cover it up, we all want to stand on Lock it up, cover it up, cos that's okay by me, by me, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah