Could I interest you in a little something special  Pay the earth but if you have no money  Your attention'll do  And if you don't give a damn  You're welcome to keep it  It's a hard road when you know where you're going  And it's harder when you know where you're not    So I'll stamp my clay feet till the staggering stops  But good God give me strength to face another lazy day of  "If I was a millionaire I'd be a million miles from here"    Hands of the clock give me a round of applause  For getting out of bed and the scars of the night before  Have turned into scabs and still I'm seeing double  And I'm looking twice my age  It's getting to the stage where  I'm old, not wise, just worried  And stories of rags to riches leave me in stitches  And with a thread that's hard to follow    You came into my life like a brick through a window  And I cracked a smile    Who remembers the good old games  That seemed to fill our days  Like a kiss, cuddle and torture and  I-spy, SPIT in your eye    Those around me who came up trumps  Would always get down on their knees to brag