Innocent Money (Edit)

At night he sleeps on
Garbage heap streets
On the mattress he keeps
Strapped to his back
Of sleeping bag and rags
In a five-star shop doorway
Or underpass home
Canal wind cutting deep through his bones
And a wrap of smack
And the mattress on his back
Are all that he owns
And nobody visits
And nobody cares

INNOCENT MONEY!
Weighing our worth in it
INNOCENT MONEY
Surrender our lives to it
INNOCENT MONEY
There's never enough of it
INNOCENT MONEY
Swimming in sewers for it
Innocent Money
Innocent Money
Innocent Money
Innocent Money

His cold dead stare and
Filthy grease matted hair
Makes the civilians scared
As they walk on by
With their pious eyes glued to the floor
And they've got no clue
That he didn't choose
His pavement blues
And the world keeps turning
Just a little more
And all he can hope for is
Some money to score
Some money to score

INNOCENT MONEY
We place all our trust in it
INNOCENT MONEY
We pray to our gods for it
INNOCENT MONEY
Is the King of the World
INNOCENT MONEY
It's the Devil himself

From Buckingham Palace
To sink estate slums
Imperial nostalgia
The eagle has flown
Britannia's resigned to managed decline
The fox guards the chickens
The chickens don't mind
The system is rigged
Like a Vegas casino
We're most of us born
With a busted flush
Marx's pipe dream of
A classless society
Is further away than
The mountains of Mars

INNOCENT MONEY
A lifetime of work
INNOCENT MONEY
With nothing to show for it
INNOCENT MONEY
'Cept a face full of worry
INNOCENT MONEY
And a fist-full of air
Open your eyes (take a look, open your eyes, open your eyes)
Open your eyes (open your eyes, take a look)
Open your eyes, don't reply (take a look, take a look)
Open your eyes, don't reply (open your eyes, take a look)
Open your eyes, don't reply (open your eyes, take a look)
Open your eyes