Cheapskates — текст песни (The Clash)

(Strummer/Jones)

I have been a washer up
An` he has been a scrubber up
An` I seen him a picking up
Dog ends in the rain
An` he has never read a book
Though I told him to take a look
He lifted his poolhall cue
For another game
But it ain`t no modern miracle
That we found the golden rule
What you can`t buy you gotta steal
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

We`re cheapskates anything`ll do
We`re cheapskates what are we supposed to do?
An` we can rock
Hey hey let`s roll
An` we can walk
An` do the stroll

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