Life Of A Miser

Living the life of a miser’s mother’s not so easily done
A pair of shoes which did not fit is all she got from her son
And she don’t care if she’s losing her hair
And she don’t mind cos she’d be happy to find
Some love in the heart of the son she once had
But now he’s gone without a trace
Now he’s living the life of a miser and it’s so easy for him
He once played a life of Russian Roulette and it paid up in the end
And he don’t care cos he’ll put up with the stares
And he don’t mind cos he’d be happy to find
Some love in the heart of the mother he had
But now he’s gone without a trace
No-one knows the place
She don’t care if she’s losing her hair
And she don’t mind cos she’d be happy to find
Some love in the heart of the son she once had
But now he’s gone without a trace
No-one knows the place
I’ve got a message for you…