Besedila: Stereophonics. Word Gets Around. More Life In A Tramps Vest.

I get camping eyes in the final hour,
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower,
The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car,

They always moan, moan it's not so cheap,
Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street,
Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there,
Closing down, they're closing down another road,
One-way system steals the show,
Mac The Knife swigs a can and sings the day away

There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest

The flower man sits down in the street,
Surrounded by, stock he bought back last week
Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth,
Make up, we make up a crappy joke,
Sit back, relax and have a smoke,
Mac The Knife swigs a can and sings the day away,

There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest

I get camping eyes in the final hour,
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower,
Mac The Knife swigs a can and sings the day away

There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest
There's more life, more life, more life in a tramps vest