Ra Ra Roland Songtext
von The Metros

I′m not saying that I come from poverty
I had a salad in my lunch box, if that means anything
I'm not saying that I come from Chelsea
(He′s not saying that he comes from Chelsea)

I try to write songs with working class aggression
And posh boys play better
'Cause they had the money to pay for lessons
I've got a case of middle class hereditary depression
My mum and dad′s inheritance cash
Should pay for them Wolseley sessions

It′s not easy
I turn over a new leaf
I'm a man, pull your socks up
And it′s become an issue
It's so easy
I turn over a new leaf
I′m a man, pull your socks up
And it's become an issue


Got two pounds worth of soul
Got two pounds worth of soul
And I just wanna get paid
And I just wanna get laid
And I′ll never get paid
And I'll never get laid, oh

Suited (and buried)
Personalities (sirens)
Suited (and buried)
Personalities (sirens)
Suited (and buried)
Personalities (sirens)
Suited (and buried)
Personalities (sirens)

Got two pounds worth of soul
Got two pounds worth of soul
Got two pounds worth of soul
Got two pounds worth of soul
And I just wanna get paid
And I just wanna get laid
And I'll never get paid
And I′ll never get laid