Cutting Corners

London is grey but it’s great in it’s way, If you’re just barrelling through
You find a first class boiler and she Boils your cares away
Well life is a gas, but the laughs never last, So you add a handful of blues
Now that’s a first class ticket if you wanna get away
'Cos if you hang around the greys and browns, They’ll just bring you down
Well it’s a useless rap you got to cut the crap
go directly to the things that matter to you
Have to cut corners or fade away, Have to cut corners or fade away
Going through channels in ties and grey flannels, Just slows everything down,
And when I want a thing, I want it right away
Going straight for the heart, tears your wardrobe, Apart, but it wears the
other guy down
I may look a mess but I’m dressed to get my way