Looking After No 1
The world owes me a living
I've waited on this dole queue too long
I've been standin' in the rain for fifteen minutes
That's a quarter of an hour too long.
I've waited on this dole queue too long
I've been standin' in the rain for fifteen minutes
That's a quarter of an hour too long.
I'll take all they can give me
And then I'm gonna ask for more
Cos the money's buried deep in the bank of England
And I want the key to the vault
And then I'm gonna ask for more
Cos the money's buried deep in the bank of England
And I want the key to the vault
I'm gonna take your money
Count your loss when I'm gone.
I'm alright, Jack,
I'm lookin' after number one.
Count your loss when I'm gone.
I'm alright, Jack,
I'm lookin' after number one.
If I want something I get it
Don't matter what I have to do
I'll step on your face, on your mother's grave
Never underestimate me I'm nobody's fool
Don't matter what I have to do
I'll step on your face, on your mother's grave
Never underestimate me I'm nobody's fool
I don't owe nobody nothing
Cos it's me that must come through
Why don't you stop, think, look, babe
I always get what I want and I wanna get you
Don't wanna be like you.
Don't wanna live like you.
Don't wanna talk like you, at all.
Don't wanna live like you.
Don't wanna talk like you, at all.
Don't give me love thy neighbour
Don't give me charity
Don't give me peace and love or the good lord above
You only get in my way with your stupid ideas
Don't give me charity
Don't give me peace and love or the good lord above
You only get in my way with your stupid ideas
I am an island
Entire of myself
And when I get old, older than today
I'll never need anybody's help in any way.
Entire of myself
And when I get old, older than today
I'll never need anybody's help in any way.
Don't wanna be like you.
Don't wanna live like you.
Don't wanna talk like you, at all.
Don't wanna live like you.
Don't wanna talk like you, at all.
I'm gonna be like
I'm gonna be like
I'm gonna be like ME!
I'm gonna be like
I'm gonna be like ME!
Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
℗1977 Ensign Records
b/w Born to Burn
Set the guitar control to stun
I want to hear that tommy gun
Those power chords begin to churn
That band was born to burn
The drummer's started firing
Keep your head way down low
The bass guitar is pumping
Man these walls are gonna blow
Piano players thumping keys
Aint' nothing they need learn
Cos there's nothing you can teach them
They were born to burn.....
Bob Geldof
©The Boomtown Rats
℗1977 Ensign Records
b/w Barefootin' (live)
You make me nervous when you in your seat
Take off your shoes and pat your feet
We're doing a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
Went to a party the other night
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
She threw her wig, and her high sneakers too
She was doing a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
Take off your shoes and pat your feet
We're doing a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
Went to a party the other night
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
She threw her wig, and her high sneakers too
She was doing a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
barefootin'
Parker
℗1977 Island Music