Bigger head, you got no bread in our house   Now look how you have got like this      Now they sleep in seperate bedrooms   Since they missed the jackpot on Family Fortunes   Yeah, oh-oh      How long, how long to go   Do you think that we are funny if we do it alone   How long, how long to go   Do you think that if we carry on we know they will moan   How long, how long to go      Stupid sod, you shout the odds in our town   You buy a box and call it home      You've never been that much of a thinker, oh   You've been a secret lemonade drinker, wanker, oh, oh-oh      Wake up and look at all these things I bring you   Living on the handouts you collect in a cake tin