Fish ’n’ Chip Paper

When sunday morning dandruff turns out to be confetti
And the cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of paul getty
The girl in your dreams would have you up on an under age charge
And the man of the moment is the lifer at large

Chorus:
If youve got something to hide, if youve got something to sell
If youve got somebodys pride she might kiss and tell
Or wind up with a fight fan in the hammersmith hotel
You better speak up now if you want your piece
You better speak up now
It wont mean a thing later
Yesterdays news is tomorrows fish and chip paper

Your girl says shes leaving and this time she really means it
You can just look at the pictures, you dont actually have to read it
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Theres a man in the launderette and hes looking through your underwear
For clues
And the milkman is working through the news of the screws

He says...
Chorus