Nervous   You know you're making me nervous   Because I've never known anyone live life with such purpose...   on purpose      Pretty boys, pretty boys   No more glamour of disease   Pity boys, pity boys   That it's your common sense everybody needs   Instead of....      Help yourself    What's mine is yours and yours to keep   Help yourself   But just don't bite the hand that feeds      Nameless   The homeless shall remain nameless   And your barber shop bravado   doesn't cut at Barnardo's   Just with the brainless...   and the shameless      Pretty boys, pretty boys   No more glamour of disease   Pity boys, pity boys   That it's your common sense everybody needs   Instead of...      Help yourself    What's mine is yours and yours to keep   Help yourself   But just don't bite the hand that feeds      Righteous   I could never be righteous   Because I can't afford the brains    the time, the smiles and the niceness...   It's priceless      Pretty boys, pretty boys   No more glamour of disease   Pity boys, pity boys   That it's your common sense everybody needs   Instead of...      Help yourself    What's mine is yours and yours to keep   Help yourself   But just don't bite the hand that feeds