Song lyrics Cheapskates by The Clash

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

I donŽt like to hang about
In this lonely room
ŽCos 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
YouŽre 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 donŽt give me the benfit
Of your doubt
ŽCos IŽll bite it off and spit it out

WeŽre cheapskates anythingŽll do
WeŽre cheapskates what are we supposed to do?
AnŽ we can rock
Hey hey letŽs roll
AnŽ we can walk
AnŽ do the stroll

Just because weŽre in a group
You think weŽre stinking rich
ŽN we all got model girls
Shedding every stitch
ŽN You think the cocaineŽs flowing
Like a river up our noses
ŽN 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 IŽll get out my money and make a bet
That IŽll be seeinŽ you down the launderette