She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge, she studied
sculpture at Saint Martin's College, that's where I caught her eye. She
told me that her Dad was loaded, I said in that case I'll have a rum and
coke-cola. She said fine and in thirty seconds time she said, I want to
live like common people, I want to do whatever common people do, I
want to sleep with common people, I want to sleep with common people
like you. Well what else could I do - I said I'll see what I can do. I took
her to a supermarket, I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere,
so it started there. I said pretend you've got no money, she just laughed
and said oh you're so funny. I said yeah? Well I can't see anyone else
smiling in here. Are you sure you want to live like common people, you
want to see whatever common people see, you want to sleep with
common people, you want to sleep with common people like me. But
she didn't understand, she just smiled and held my hand. Rent a flat
above a shop, cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play
some pool, pretend you never went to school. But still you'll never get it
right 'cos when you're laid in bed at night watching roaches climb the
wall if you call your Dad he could stop it all. You'll never live like
common people, you'll never do what common people do, you'll never
fail like common people, you'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw because there's nothing else to do. Sing
along with the common people, sing along and it might just get you
thru', laugh along with the common people, laugh along even though
they're laughing at you and the stupid things that you do. Because you
think that poor is cool. I want to live with common people, I want to live
with common people etc......