Studying Economy Songtext
von The Devil's Interval

Well, times are hard, but I′m prepared to try and rattle through it,
And if you come and list to me, I'll tell you how I do it,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.

At ten I sally out and go to hear the band play,
Which takes me to eleven, when I promenade the strandway,
At two I reach a coffee shop and read a book till seven,
And half a pint of good-for-ale will last me till eleven,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.


I can′t abide block ornaments for fear of those small maggots,
So I wait till eight o'clock some days, and patronise the faggots,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.

Now I've told you all the particulars of how I pass my day away,
Through studying economy, I don′t have much to pay-way.
Though I′ve reduced it, I tell it to pease-pudding on a Friday,
And all things considering, why, I get 'em pretty tidy,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.

Then I sally home and make no row, for fear of Mother Randall,
And into bed, in the dark, because it saves the candle.
Then I pass out in all my clothes, just as the day is dawning,
And leave some gin beside the bed for breakfast in the morning,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.