Lap Of Luxury Lyrics

The money won't last forever --
	rent man called twice today.
I hope some day you'll find me
	in the Lap of Luxury.

Searched for a new apartment
	but they don't grow on trees.
Just want to lay my head
	in the Lap of Luxury.

Stepped out on a new horizon --
	felt a new spring in my feet.
Found a job, it could set me up
	dangling in the Lap of Luxury.

And the gaffer is a man of substance --
	drives a Jag and takes high tea.
Lives beyond the industrial wasteland,
	laughing in the Lap of Luxury.

I need money, now, to soothe my heart!

Buy me a Datsun or Toyota --
	get the tax man to agree
	all expenses I can muster
	from the Lap of Luxury.