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Who do you think you are? Another Roman on holiday Days not spent they’re just frittered away A way to get your kicks Sprawled in the tropics like a dying whale A weak link in the great chain of being Anaesthetised by the Stinking mundane No ways to get your kicks Hard up for money Hard up for pain Hard up for a roof in the pouring rain I’m hard up for touch I’m hard up for love One, two Pissing in the new breeze Hee-Haw! Gallipoli to galilee On a quest for victory Untamed in the backwaters Ecstasy! Ecstasy! A dead cat and a bloody room Letras de cancionesWhy don’t you tell me what I think of you Bring out the little dancing mice Bring out the fires of paradise Hard up for money Hard up for pain Hard up for a roof in the pouring rain I’m hard up for love I’m hard up for hate One, two Pissing in the new breeze Hee-Haw! Oh what a day, what a day to behave Oh what a day, what a day to behave From Letras Mania