I went down to that London

I thought "Best tek a float"

I’d gone there forra weekend

So I took a £5 note.

 

I went to Covent Garden

(I shan’t go there again)

I ordered a cortado

They wanted £5.10!

 

Then later on that afternoon

I thought I’d try a beer

But that wa’ £8.40

I shan’t go back to there.

 

And thus the day unfolded

“’OW MUCH???!!!” each time I roared

Cos every flaming thing I saw

I found I cou’n’t afford.

 

That night I saw an ‘omeless bloke

‘is world inside one sack

I offered ’im mi £5 note

The bastard flung it back!

 

They say that Yorkshire men are tight

So it’ll be no shock

To learn I got back home to Leeds

Wi’ £5 in mi sock.