This is terrific, I can't believe it, how am I in the red
I've not been over, since last October, Fuck You Mr Santander
This is one outrageous charge, I haven't even used my card
Bankers, you heartless bastards
We know that there's a problem, and why the economy is so bleak
When what we all earn in one year, Footballers earn in one week
Nine to five data entry funeral procession
I doubt this recession I've heard so much about
Let's all get a loan, and a contract phone
'Cus I still live at home and I pick up the dole
and I play Euro Millions each week in the hope that I'll win
Everybody wants more
When you open your eyes, and five years has flown by
You'll realise this ain't where you wanted to be
With two kids a mortgage, career and insurance
'Cus you thought happiness came with being wealthy but it don't