Easy

I'm pretty short of late
Let's do over a bank
Billy Bonds, Anne Diamonds, Johnny Cash
Wouldn't that be nice

I fancy infamy
And you know what they say
Fame is just a quotation away
Wouldn't that be nice

Sit down, put your feet up
Why work, have a knees up
Here in the lap of luxury
Easy

All my stuff's a mess
Needs stiching, screwed or glued
Out with the old in with the new
Wouldn't that be nice

I'm tired of the peanuts
the organ grinder pays
I could sleep for forty nights and forty days
Wouldn't that be nice

Look at us we're so excited
It's a shame we're uninvited
You always say we're robbing someone
when you got something for nothing

I hate living here
There's nothing much to do
Best get out before this town gets you
Wouldn't that be nice

They're serving a la carte aboard the gravy train
but I ain't got the breeding or the brains
But wouldn't that be nice