Got my money in my pocket; Got my car keys in my hand; Got my copy of Das Kapital; Gonna go down the library. Got my amps up on full; Got my guitar on my hips; Got my kettle on the boil; Gonna make a nice hot cuppa. Got my band, we're really hot; Got my girl and my car; Got to get some wood varnish; Gonna sand down my dining room furniture. Got my needle and my syringe; Got my freedom from the world; Got to kill my mum and dad; Then I want to get into real estate. Music's my ticket to freedom; Rock's my passport outa here; But I prefer to wear shirt and collar And get fat drinking beer.