Verse 1
I get camping eyes in the final hour. Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower
They fuss they make you think they were buying a car
Always moan; moan it's not so cheap. Cheaper still, cheaper still down the
street
I lose my rag and tell them take you're bag and shop down there. Closing
down, closing down another road
One way, system steals the show. Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the
day away
There's more life, more life, more life, in a tramps vest (x2)

Verse 2
Flower man sits down in the street. Surrounded by the stock he bought last
week
Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth. Make up, make up a
crappy joke
Sit back, relax and have a smoke. Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the
day away
There's more life, more life, more life, in a tramps vest (x5)
Repeat Verse 1
There's more life, more life, more life, in a tramps vest (x4)